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BANANA SLUG SONG
Sung to the tune of ‘Twist and Shout’ You know I love my baby (love my baby) I love the way that she hugs (way that she hugs) Some people don’t understand it (don’t understand it) She’s a banana slug (banana slug) Chorus: BA - NA - NA SLUG! SLUG! SLUG! SLUG! Banana slug, banananananana, banana slug, banananananana The way you wiggle your antennae You know you give me such bliss Come one come on come on banana slug Won’t you blow me a kiss. The way you slide through the forest You know you look so fine Come on come on come on banana slug Won’t you show me your slime. Chorus He’s got just one foot He ain’t got no toes He hangs out in the forest And helps it decompose. On the side of her head She’s got an all-purpose hole She’s got just one foot But plenty of soul. Chorus You know I love my baby But he don’t need me That’s because he’s hermaphroditic That means he’s also a she! Sticky as peanut butter Shade of yellow Looks like a banana But oh so mellow! Shake it up baby Twist and slime Come on come on come on banana slug Oh you slime so fine. |
ANNOUNCEMENTS!
Announcements, announcements, announcements What a horrible way to die, a horrible way to die. A horrible way to be talked to death, A horrible way to die. Announcements, announcements, announcements! Have you ever seen a windbag, a windbag, a windbag? Have you ever seen a windbag, A windbag like her? Make the speeches nice and short, Nice and short, nice and short. Make the speeches nice and short, We don’t like ‘em. The window! The window! The second story window. With a heave and ho and a mighty throw, We threw her out the window. We sold our cow, we sold our cow. We have no use for your bull now. One little two, little three little announcements Four little five little six little announcements. Seven, little eight little nine little announcements Ten little announcements more. Rent a nag, rent a nag, Rent a nag today. Our directors are the best in each and every way! THE BIRDIE SONG
Way up in the sky, The little birds fly, While down in their nests, The little birds rest. With a wing on the left And a wing on the right, The little birds sleep All through the night SHHHHHH! Their sleeping! THE BRIGHT SUN COMES UP, THE DEW FALLS AWAY! Good morning, good morning The little birds say! |
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THE BUTANO SONG
Lyrics by our very own E*C*H*O Friendly gathering place, Starlit skies above. Redwood covered hills, Outdoors that I love. Butano, you’re for me, Girl Scout paradise. Here we’re truly free, Tonight. Wind in whispering wood, Seagulls soaring high. Wooden cabins rise, Against a deep blue sky. Butano you’re for me, Girl Scout paradise. Here, we’re truly free, Tonight. |
THIS PRETTY PLANET
Sung as a round This pretty planet spinning through space, You're a garden, you're a harbor, You're a holy place. Golden sun going down, Gentle blue giant spin us around. All through the night, safe 'til the morning light |
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