Great big globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Petrified gorilla’s feet
French fried eyeballs swimming in a pool of blood.
And I forgot my spoon
(But I’ve got my strawwwwww)
The last line was optional, as was a slurping sound.
As I recall, we had another ditty to that tune. Suppose you want to tease your friend Karla…
Here comes Karla walking down the Delaware
Chewing on her underwear
Can’t afford another pair
Ten days later bitten by a polar bear
That’s how the polar bear died
Eight days later. I don’t know why.
And the polar bear didn’t die, the person you were singing the song about did.
Oh, and yeah, floating, not walking.
Jingle bells, Batman smells
Robin laid an egg
The Batmobile popped a wheel
And the Joker did ballet
I was a bit disappointed when, in the Simpsons pilot Bart sang merely that he had gotten away, but it was a treat one way or another to hear a kid sing the song on network television.
Great big gobs of
Greasy grimy gopher gut
Mashed up monkey meat
French fried parakeet
Lukewarm vomit
Pooling up around the side
Me without my spoon
Yum!Yum!