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Intro
00:49
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Grandma Made Good Compost
My Grandma had a garden It was her pride and joy
And I would spend long summer days playing there as a boy
How did that garden get so green? How did that garden grow?
She had a secret recipe that everyone should know
CHORUS
Grandma made good compost, grandma made good compost
She had a secret recipe that everyone should know
In that sunny, green-lit garden, she would talk to me
As the bees went softly hummin’ all through the blossom trees
She said “when I die don’t you bury me in some cold graveyard plot
Bury me deep in the compost heap and make sure it’s nice and hot”
CHORUS
That garden is still growing, I tend to it everyday
And its life reminds me of Grandma and what she used to say
She said “when I die don’t you bury me in some cold graveyard plot
Bury me deep in the compost heap and make sure it’s nice and hot”
CHORUS
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Manners
00:28
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Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
In the butter, In the butter
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Cause the butter will get everywhere
Rule 1. Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Rule 2. Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Rule 3. Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Rule 4. Refer to rules 1 to 3
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
In the butter, In the butter
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Cause the butter will get everywhere
BRIDGE
Well, it’s hard to resist, to stop your fingertips
When that butter’s so creamy and nice
You’ll get butter in your hair and butter on your chair
You better stop and take my advice
When the weather gets hot and the butter gets soft
It’s so easy to spread it on your bread
In the middle of the summer you got your fingers in the butter
You’ll make a big mess just like I said
My great, great, great, great, great Grandfather
And my
My great, great, great, great, great Grandmother
They both ate first rate, grade A butter
They got it form the udder, they kept it in the larder
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
In the butter, In the butter
Don’t put your Fingers in the Butter
Cause the butter will get everywhere
Etc.
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King Brown Snake
02:31
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King Brown Snake
CHORUS
The King Brown
The King Brown Snake
Ate too much and got a belly-ache
Had a Christmas Ham and a Turkey-Bake
The King Brown
The King Brown Snake
VERSE
He had 4 flathead and a kilo of prawns
Cause that’s what you eat the day that Jesus was born
He had 2 French poodles with Hollandaise sauce
The cockatoo screeched til her throat was hoarse
CHORUS
VERSE
He ate my step-brother and father too
He snuck up behind them at the BBQ
Then he slipped inside and ate all the food
Fell asleep on the porch for the afternoon
CHORUS
VERSE
He had 4 flathead and a kilo of prawns
He had 2 french poodles with Hollandaise sauce
He ate my step-brother and my father too
He snuck inside and ate the rest of the food
He ate all my kids and my dear old wife
I had to cut them all out with a carving knife
CHORUS
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Butter Prelude
01:35
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8. |
Dog in the Doghouse
03:16
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Dog in the Doghouse
There’s a dog in the doghouse
There’s a dog in the doghouse
And you know the dog’s gonna be your best friend
There’s a cat in the kitchen
There’s a cat in the kitchen
And you know the cat’s gonna eat and leave
CHORUS
And it made good sense, it made good sense to me
Yes, it made good sense, it made good sense to me
Just for one fleeting moment, it made good sense to me
There’s a bird in the birdbath
There’s a bird in the birdbath
And you know the bird will be back again
There’s a rat in the rafters
There’s a rat in the rafter
And you know the rats gonna keep you from sleep
CHORUS
And it made good sense, it made good sense to me
Yes, it made good sense, it made good sense to me
Just for one fleeting moment, it made good sense to me
There’s a dog in the doghouse
There’s a cat in the kitchen
There’s a bird in the birdbath
There’s a rat in the rafters
There’s a dog in the doghouse
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Sour Cream
02:08
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Sour Cream by Ian Mort Mortimer
I’ve got a lot of crazy questions rattlin’ through my head
Keepin’ me awake at night while I’m lying in my bed
Like, how many cooks does it take to spoil the broth?
And how do you know for sure when the sour cream is off?
Why’s abbreviated such a long word?
Why can’t you rollerskate in a buffalo herd?
How can you tell when your pet rock is dead?
And what was the best thing before sliced bread?
And got handful of conundrums that I’m trying to solve
Like how did they measure hailstones before they invented golf?
Before they invented golf
Do they take a coffee break at the Twinnings factory?
Does Stevie Wonder ever say “I’ll just wait and see”
How much deeper would the ocean be if they took all the sponges out?
And what if the Hokey Pokey really is what it’s all about?
Are there any rhetorical questions left?
Why don’t they spell the word phonetic with an F?
What if Marcel Marco had nothing to say
And if today’s the first day of the rest of your life what the hell was yesterday?
What the hell was yesterday?
I’ve got a lot of crazy questions rattlin’ through my head
Keepin’ me awake at night while I’m lying in my bed
Like, how many cooks does it take to spoil the broth?
And how do you know for sure when the sour cream is off?
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There’s Something Stinky in the Fridge
VERSE
There’s something happening, something mysterious
A strange occurrence in the fridge
It started months ago, but no-one really knows
What is growing in the fridge
In the fridge
There’s something stinky in the fridge
It started with a smell like some mouldy cheese
That’s been left out in the sun
Dad ignored the smell, Mum ignored the smell
Now there’s something in the fridge
In the Fridge
There’s something Stinky in the Fridge
In the Fridge
There’s something Stinky in the Fridge
BRIDGE
We get take-away. Every night and day.
Drive through for breakfast, lunch and dinner-time and that’s OK.
As long as we don’t have to smell whatevers in the fridge
VERSE
The smell it got so bad, it nearly made us gag
The stench was leaking from the fridge
The fridge began to ooze, one night we saw it move
We put a padlock on the fridge
BRIDGE
The fridge is nailed shut, it’s wrapped in metal chains
We put the fridge inside the shed
In the shed
There’s something Stinky in the shed
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11. |
Human Robot Story
00:25
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12. |
Things That Spin
03:57
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Things that Spin
CHORUS
Well I like to think about things that spin
And the question of how does the spinning begin,
So open your mind, come on and join in
It’s time to think about things that spin
VERSE
Like clocks that tick and tock and tops that spin than wobble than topple
And bottles at parties that point to the kisser lazy susan spinning in the middle of a dinner
And a big Windmill that’s made of steel and a rodeo bull in a hamster wheel
And the moon around a planet and a planet round the sun and now I’m done
CHORUS
VERSE
Like hoops round hips and ferris wheels and juggling clubs and tumbling clowns
And acrobats that swing from bars and cars that spin their tyres round
And ballerinas spin on toes and so do footballs I suppose
And spiders spin their webs too don’t you know
And heads can spin like eyes can roll and bowlers spin the balls they bowl
which flip and turn and mystify and spinning circles hypnotise
and turtles spin when upside and records turn around it’s said
a needle sends a signal which is fed through speakers to your head
CHORUS
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Under the Bed
02:48
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Under the bed
You’re looking for your favourite book
I’ll tell you where to look. You’re gonna find your favourite book under ya bed
And a rabbit and a chook, even though your parents will go crook
You’ve got a rabbit and a chook under ya bed
You’ve got a bowl of mashed potata, you got it from the waiter
He told you could keep it under ya bed
And some old wrapping paper, you can deal with it later
In the meantime you can keep it under your bed
Under ya bed
Under ya bed
You keep all your stuff under ya bed
Well, everybody knows where you keep your dirty clothes
You fold them up neatly and put them under your bed
And when you need to wash the floor or wash the writing off the wall
You use the garden hose that’s under ya bed
Under ya bed
Under ya bed
You keep all ya stuff under ya bed
You’ve brought your sandwich home from school
And you know the sandwich rule
You’re going to have to hide it under ya bed
And you should have put them back in the shed
Just like your father said
Now you’ve got your Dad’s tools under ya bed
Under ya bed
Under ya bed
You keep all ya stuff under ya bed
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Magpie Talking Prelude
00:36
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Magpie
02:30
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Magpie
Magpie sing your morning song
Sounds so sweet when your mate sings along
And when the whole brood go and pick up the tune
Makes me want to sing along too
It sounds so simple it sounds so free
I wish I could sing so easily
To greet the sun with a sound so true
Must make it shine
When the magpie family come around
They fly from the trees and they land on the ground
They all get together to warble their song
And it makes me want to sing along too
When the first light of day appears in the east
The birds wake up and the night retreats
The magpie sings the sky to blue
And it makes me want to sing along too
It sounds so simple it sounds so free
I wish I could sing so easily
To greet the sun with a sound so true
Must make it shine
Magpie sing your morning song
Sounds so sweet when your mate sings along
And when the whole brood go and pick up the tune
Makes me want to sing along too
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Lucky Jim and his Imaginary Friends Canberra, Australia
Hi, my name is Jim Sharrock (aka Lucky Jim). I’m a Canberra-based musician and teacher. I write and perform family music and I have a fun new album: ‘There’s something stinky in the fridge and other family favourites’. The album is recorded and ready to release and you can have a listen here. ... more
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