#AmericanWriters
Backward Bill, Backward Bill, He lives way up on Backward Hill, Which is really a hole in the sand… (But that’s a hill turned upside d… Backward Bill’s got a backward sh…
When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter—someone new? Someone better—maybe YOU!
If we were a rock 'n’ roll band, We’d travel all over the land. We’d play and we’d sing and wear s… If we were a rock 'n’ roll band. If we were a rock 'n’ roll band,
A piece of sky Broke off and fell Through the crack in the ceiling Right into my soup, KERPLOP!
(Hey the truth might hurt so I’m… Hey you better not ask me where I… Why my eyes are shinin’ and my spi… You better not ask if I been doin… And you better not ask me bout the…
I tried on the farmer’s hat, Didn’t fit... A little too small —just a bit Too floppy. Couldn’t get used to it,
It was Sat night at the slammer t… As they dragged in every freak fro… One by one they entered the cell a… Were all different but all seemed… They held me down and put it on my…
Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early… And catch the worm for your breakf… If you’re a bird, be an early earl… But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
Oh, I’m being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I’m being eaten by a boa constrict…
CHORUS We’ll drink a drink adrink To Lily the Pink the Pink the Pi… The savior of The human ra-a-ace!
I’ll tell you the story of Cloony… Who worked in a circus that came t… His shoes were too big and his hat… But he just wasn’t, just wasn’t fu… He had a trombone to play loud sil…
Now I’m warnin’ all you women don… Now you’re talkin’ to a man in a w… Well I’m three parts tiger and on… I’ll ball you to sleep and I’ll b… And I’m so good that I don’t have…
Somebody has to go polish the star… They’re looking a little bit dull. Somebody has to go polish the star… For the eagles and starlings and g… Have all been complaining they’re…
Oh the changing of the seasons it’… And though I find this balmy weat… There’s the wind come from tomorro… And I’m bound for the changing of… Oh it’s blowin’ in Chicago and it…
‘A genuine anteater,’ The pet man told my dad. Turned out, it was an aunt eater, And now my uncle’s mad!