I’ve sat here waiting On the corner of markway and dessm… Waiting for the perfect girl To come knocking at my door I often sit and wonder

You can hide it in make up But I know it’s still there A face designed Only to scare You can try to distract me

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick

Peter piper picked a pot of hasenpfeffer Drank it down, took another round It couldn’t get any better Peter went back to the market

This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…

Have you ever wondered How the clouds move along If you believe its the wind I’ll tell you that your wrong I sit behind these clouds

The special today is over easy twi… With a serving of bunk on the side If you like you can watch the chef… Cause we ain’t got nothin to hide If you need help deciding

There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout

There once was a boy Who was sent to the store He followed the path Till it led to a door The door was old

I put a saddle on a whale I traveled faster than all could s… I can’t return home though I’ve been stranded on rocks Since people get angry

He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

You could get hit by lightning Or run over by a rock Theres so many ways one could go Its rather quite a shock You could get sucked into a vortex

In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down

His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”