Mr. Brown came to town
riding on a load of hay
Mrs. Martin came a fartin’
and blew the hay all away
Heard from my cousin Heather, 1987, Williamsport, Maryland
-Dave
Mr. Brown came to town
riding on a load of hay
Mrs. Martin came a fartin’
and blew the hay all away
Heard from my cousin Heather, 1987, Williamsport, Maryland
-Dave
I am pothead man
smokin marijuana from a pepsi can
i took pcp
and now the purple chickens are after me!
a friend of mine used to sing this back in high school, san gabriel, ca. 2003
the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
the worms play pinochle (sp?) on your snout
they eat the boogers from in your nose
they eat the jam between your toes
From Topher, Dallas, Texas
I hate you
You hate me
Let’s team up and kill Barney
With a 45 and a shot right to his head
We’re so glad that Barney’s dead
Deck the halls with gasoline
Light a match and watch it gleam
Watch your school burn down to ashes
Ain’t you glad you played with matches
I’m popeye the sailor man
I live in a garbage can
I turned on the gas and burnt off my ass
I’m popeye the sailor man
Suffocation mass asphyxiation
Suffocation that’s the game we play
Put a bag over your head
Tie it up, now you’re dead
Ohhh
Be all that you can be
Get a messed up life and an ugly wife
In the army
Jessica – Old Bethpage,NY middle school early 90s
Do your boobs hang low
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a continental soldier
Do your boobs hang low?
Or do they sag… like a paper bag?
Or do they run cause you’ve got none?
Jessica – Old Bethpage,NY early 90s
Glass of milk, lemonade,
Go around fudge is made,
Stick your finger in the hole
Out comes a tootsie roll
Stick it in a little more now you have a chocolate bar
Stick it in all the way, now you have a milky way
Submitted by Jessica – Old Bethpage,NY early 90s
Here is a variation of the LSD rhyme that circulated on the playground in Ross, California, circa 1972.
Marijuana, marijuana.
LSD, LSD.
Some of us will take it
Some of us won’t make it.
LSD, LSD.
Submitted by Morgan
Math is like sex: Add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and multiply!
Submitted by Chris R – grade school around 1979-1984 in Reston, VA
Remember Grant, remember Lee. The hell with them, remember me.
Submitted by Chris R – grade school around 1979-1984 in Reston, VA
A horse that farts will never tire, the man that farts is the man to hire.
Submitted by Johnny