Do you guys remember any schoolyard songs? Jump-rope songs, hand-slap songs, taunting songs, that sort of thing.
I know a bunch. Here's one:
Miss Suzy had a steamboat,
the steamboat had a bell.
Miss Suzy went to heaven and the steamboat went to
HELLo operator, please give me number nine,
and if you disconnect me I will paddle your
BEHIND the fridgerator, there was a piece of glass--
Miss Suzy sat upon it and she broke her little'
ASK me no more questions, I'll tell you no more lies,
The boys are in the girls room, zipping down their
FLIES are in the city, the bees are in the park,
the boys and girls are kissing in the
D-A-R-K D-A-R-K D-A-R-K DARK! DARK! DARK!
Schoolyard songs.
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Schoolyard songs.
The green careening planet
spins blindly in the dark
so close to annihilation.
Listen. No one listens. Meow.
spins blindly in the dark
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Listen. No one listens. Meow.
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
Arsehole! Arsehole! A soldier I will be!
To piss! To piss! Two pistols by my knee!
To fight for the old cunt, fight for the old cunt, fight for the old country!
To piss! To piss! Two pistols by my knee!
To fight for the old cunt, fight for the old cunt, fight for the old country!
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
Wow, uh, we didn't have that oneXamonas Chegwé wrote:Arsehole! Arsehole! A soldier I will be!
To piss! To piss! Two pistols by my knee!
To fight for the old cunt, fight for the old cunt, fight for the old country!
How about this (this may sound like insanity, but I remember it like nothing else, at least this part I remember):
Some versions started with "I went downtown to see charlie brown" and something after that which led into the verses I posted, but can't remember at the momentDown down baby, down by the roller coaster
Sweet sweet baby, I'll never let you go
Shimmy shimmy coca pop, shimmy shimmy ra
Shimmy shimmy coco puff, shimmy shimmy ra
Grandma grandma sick in bed, she called the doctor and the doctor said
(or one version said, "Two little monkeys sick in a bed, one called the doctor and the doctor said")
Let's get the rhythm of the head, Ding Dong, get the rhythm of the head
Ding Dong
Let's get the rhythm of the hands, Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet, Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Let's get the rhythm of the hot dog, Let's get the rhythm of the hot dog
Put it all together and what do you get
And yes, I may have grown up in a slightly ghetto area...
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I had to ask my Dad where "the U.S.A." was.Hey! Hey! Get out of our way!
We just got back from the U.S.A!
Then I asked him WHAT it was.
(Cue snowball fight)Two is company, three is a crowd!
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
We had the same song at my school!rachelbean wrote:Wow, uh, we didn't have that oneXamonas Chegwé wrote:Arsehole! Arsehole! A soldier I will be!
To piss! To piss! Two pistols by my knee!
To fight for the old cunt, fight for the old cunt, fight for the old country!
How about this (this may sound like insanity, but I remember it like nothing else, at least this part I remember):
Some versions started with "I went downtown to see charlie brown" and something after that which led into the verses I posted, but can't remember at the momentDown down baby, down by the roller coaster
Sweet sweet baby, I'll never let you go
Shimmy shimmy coca pop, shimmy shimmy ra
Shimmy shimmy coco puff, shimmy shimmy ra
Grandma grandma sick in bed, she called the doctor and the doctor said
(or one version said, "Two little monkeys sick in a bed, one called the doctor and the doctor said")
Let's get the rhythm of the head, Ding Dong, get the rhythm of the head
Ding Dong
Let's get the rhythm of the hands, Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet, Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Let's get the rhythm of the hot dog, Let's get the rhythm of the hot dog
Put it all together and what do you get
And yes, I may have grown up in a slightly ghetto area...
Here is one that was pretty popular
Miss Mary Mack Mack Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back, back.
She asked her mother, mother, mother
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence.
They jumped so high, high, high
They reached the sky, sky, sky
And they didn't come back, back, back
'Til the 4th of July, ly, ly!
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
My cousins taught me this one.
my name is peppermint patty I live in cinncinati with 48 toes and a pickle up my nose and this is how my story goes, one day I was a walkin I heard my boyfriend talkin to a sweet little girl with strawberry curls and this is what he said to her, I L- O-V-E love you I K-I-S-S you I want to P-A-R-K, D-A-R-K, park in the dark with you woo hoo!
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
This is a paddy cake song with a special paddy cake.
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee oh
Simplest thing there isn't much to it
All you gotta do is doodle eee do it
I love it so, wherever I go
It's doodle eee doodle eee oh.
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee atch eee
Waddle eee oh
Waddle eee oh
Simplest thing there isn't much to it
All you gotta do is doodle eee do it
I love it so, wherever I go
It's doodle eee doodle eee oh.
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
These are awesome!RB, I think we had a version of the one you posted, too.
I wonder how many of the weird lyrics in these songs are because kids pass on their own mondegreens-- telephone-game style
Here's a jumprope song:
Blue-bells, cockle-shells,
Eevee, ivy, oh-ver!
I'm a little dutch girl dressed in blue!
These are the things I like to do!
Salute to the captain, curtsy to the Queen,
Show off my legs to the U.S. Marines!
I can do the cha-cha! I can do the twist!
I can even do the bana-na SPLITS!
(and you do the motions while you jump.)
And a hand-slap one:
Si, Si, Si! I dowanna go to Mexico no no more!
There's a big fat policeman at the door door door!
And he takes me by the collar
And he makes me pay a dollar
I dowanna go to Mexico no no more!
(I've always been confused by this one. And I think it may be racist, though I'm not sure exactly how. But it used to make me laugh.)
The green careening planet
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Listen. No one listens. Meow.
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I wish I could remember some of the Double Dutch rhymes the girls used to sing back in grade school.
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You just got this in my head:Robert_S wrote:I wish I could remember some of the Double Dutch rhymes the girls used to sing back in grade school.
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Listen. No one listens. Meow.
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I know the other girls did jump-rope songs and things like that but I never did any of that stuff, being the solitary and shy child I was. 
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Re: Schoolyard songs.
Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Mutilated monkey meat, itty bitty birdie feet.
Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Eaten without a spoon...
Mutilated monkey meat, itty bitty birdie feet.
Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Eaten without a spoon...
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Just remembered another:
Miss Sue, Miss Sue
Miss Sue from Alabama
Sittin' in her rocker
Eatin' Betty Crocker
Watchin' the clock go tick tock
Tick tock bananas
Tick tock tick tock bananas
A B C D E F G
Wash those spiders off of me
Miss Sue, Miss Sue
Miss Sue from Alabama
Sittin' in her rocker
Eatin' Betty Crocker
Watchin' the clock go tick tock
Tick tock bananas
Tick tock tick tock bananas
A B C D E F G
Wash those spiders off of me
I'd bet a lothadespussercats wrote:I wonder how many of the weird lyrics in these songs are because kids pass on their own mondegreens-- telephone-game style
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Another one 
Cinderella, dressed in yella,
Went upstairs to kiss a fella,
Made a mistake, kissed a snake,
How many doctors will it take?
2-4-6-8 etc
Cinderella, dressed in yella,
Went upstairs to kiss a fella,
Made a mistake, kissed a snake,
How many doctors will it take?
2-4-6-8 etc
lordpasternack wrote:Yeah - I fuckin' love oppressin' ma wimmin, like I love chowin' on ma bacon and tuggin' on ma ol' cock…
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Bridge:Ian wrote:Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Mutilated monkey meat, itty bitty birdie feet.
Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Eaten without a spoon...
So give me a scab sandwich, with icing on the top...
then:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
mutilated monkey meat, chopped-up baby parakeet.
French-fried eyeballs floating in a pool of pus
and I forgot my spoon!
The green careening planet
spins blindly in the dark
so close to annihilation.
Listen. No one listens. Meow.
spins blindly in the dark
so close to annihilation.
Listen. No one listens. Meow.
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