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I See You
written and adlibbed by Rusty Spell

I know what you're doing now; don't think that you can hide.
I see everyone out there with my brand new magic mirror.
It's just like the one they used on the Romper Room,
With Romper, Stomper, Bomper, and Boo.
I see you too...

Cause I see a boy named Casey, yeah, and I see a girl named Ava. I see a boy named Jason, yeah, and I see a girl named Tanya. I also see a boy named Ryan and another one named Tony, and another one named Charlie, and another one named Josh. I see a girl named Abi and another girl named Vicki. I see a boy named Luke and another named Brenty. I see named a boy named Justin and I see a Zachary. I see everyone, everyone there is to see.

Yeah, I even see me. Oh yeah, I even see me.

Cause I see a girl named Dusty, yeah, and I see a girl named Trisha (I see you too, Liza). I see a boy named Howard, yeah, and...

Sounds Like This
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

I think we all know how a chicken goes. A chicken sounds like this...
And I think we all know how a sheep goes. A sheep sounds like this...
And I think we all know how a doggie goes. A doggie goes like this...
But he also might sound like this... Or he might even sound like this...
Or he might even sound like this... Or he might even sound like this...
Or maybe he'll sound like this... Oh yeah.

I think we all know how it sounds when you get hurt. It sounds like this...
And I think we all know what a laughing sounds like. I think laughing sounds like this...
And I think we all know what a baby does. A baby sounds like this...
And if that baby is happy, well, that baby sounds like this...
But if that baby ain't happy, then the baby sounds like this...
And if that baby does something in its diaper, that baby sounds like this...

I think we all know how a chicken goes. A chicken goes like this...
And I think we all know how a doggie goes. A doggie goes like this...
And I think we all know how the sheepie goes. The sheepie goes like this...
And I think we all know how it goes when you hurt. When it hurt, you sound like this...
But when you're happy and laughing with your buddies, then I guess you sound like this...
And if you had a little baby brother, I bet he'd sound like this...
Or if your little baby sister was really happy, she'd probably sound like this...
Or if your little baby brother or baby sister were mad they'd sound like this...
And if your baby brother or baby sister, or maybe even you, mister or sister,
I bet that if you did something, something in your pants,
You'd probably sound about like the sound that you're going to hear in just a second.
It's the one you've been waiting for, the one you laughed at so long ago...
What does laughter sound like again? Oh yeah.
Well, that's what we're gonna hear in just a second when hear a poot that sounds like this...
When we hear a poot that sounds like this...
(That's what a poot sounds like.)

Cooties
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

When I was a little boy, the kids believed in cooties,
But I never did believe in cooties.
I thought girls were really cute, and girls thought I was cute as well,
Cause neither one of us believed in cooties.

It's okay if you don't believe in cooties,
Cause girls are pretty, and girls think boys are cute.
If cooties cooties get in the way, then just don't believe in cooties anyway.
I never did believe in cooties, and you don't have to neither.

Cooties don't exist. They just don't exist!
Cooties don't exist. Don't let nobody tell you different.

What's Your Name
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

My name is Rusty and if you don't know who I am,
Well, my name is Rusty and that's my name,
And I want to know your name.

When I learn your name then I will tell you mine again in case you forget it.
My name is Rusty.
What's your name? My name is Rusty.

What's your name? Well, my name is Rusty.
What's yours? What's your name. My name is Rusty.

My name is Rusty. My name is...
What's your name? What's your name?
My name is Rusty. What's your name.

Number Love
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

The number 1 fell in love with the number 2,
And they had a baby and they called it number 3.
The number 3 fell in love with the number 5,
And they had a baby and they called it number 8.

The number 4 fell in love with the number 6,
And they had a baby and they called it number 10.
And the number 10 fell in love with the number 9,
And they had a baby and called it number 19.

Number love. It all adds up.

1 plus 1 is 2 and 2 plus 3 is 5.
3 plus 4 is 7 and 8 plus 2 is 10.
2 plus 2 is 4 and 1 plus 2 is 3.
1 plus 1 is 2 and 9 plus none is 9.
1 plus 2 is 3 and none plus none is none.

Hello Out There
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

Hello out there from Robot Land. This is your friendly robot.
Hello out there from Wah Wah Land. This is your friendly wah wah. And wah wah...
Hello out there, everyone. This is your friendly smooth-talker, and I'm talkin' so smooth for you.
Hello out there, everyone. This is your trashcan talking. I am your trashcan that sits in your kitchen.
Hello out there, everyone. This is your trashcan talking. You better put some garbage in me.
Hello out there, everyone. I am a walkie-talkie. You better push the button for me.
Hello, is there anybody out there? Is there anybody listening to me? Is there anybody out there?

I'm Only 25
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

Some people call me a grown-up, but I'm only 25.
Some people call me a grown-up, but I haven't been alive for long.
Some people call me a grown-up, but I'm only 25.
It may seem old now, but when you get to be 25, it won't seem old.
It'll seem like you're still a child even though right now you're probably 8 or 7 or 6 or 5 or 4 or 3 or 2 or 1 or 0,
Or not born at all...

My mom and dad were 30-something the first time I remember
Asking them how old they were.
Now they are 50-something and I am 25.
They seem less old now than they did when I was a kid,
Even though they're 50-something now,
And they were only 30-something then.

But I don't remember them when they were 25, cause I wasn't born.
Do you remember your parents when they were 25?
Or do you remember when they're 35?
Or maybe when they're 45? Or maybe when they're 55?
Or maybe they're 15. Or maybe they're 10...

Your mom and dad didn't have you when they were 0.
They probably were at least--oh, I don't know--12 or 11 years old,
But probably older, probably more like in their 20s when they had you.
You can ask them. Find out for yourself how old they were when they had you.
They probably felt they were young.

They probably felt they were young when they had you.
Everybody does when it's later on.
They probably felt they were young when they had you.
They probably do cause it's later on,
Just like later on I found out that I was young.
Just like later on I found out cause I was young.

Cause I'm 25, but some people think that I'm a grown-up.
I'm only 25, why do you think I'm a grown-up?
I know that I am 25, and I should be alive for a long time from now,
But I don't feel like a grown-up,
And I don't feel like kid either.

It's Hard To Be a Chipmunk
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

Everything sounds funny when you're a chipmunk.
It's actually quite hard to be a chipmunk living in a human's world.
And the only thing we get to wear are these long T-shirts.
A human's world, wearing these long T-shirts,
Hanging out with grumpy old men.

Try for just one day to live as a chipmunk.
If you had to it, you'd say, "No way. I can't.
There's no way I can live as a chipmunk.
How do you do it day by day?"
We're always cracking jokes. We're always singing songs.
We're always coming back as cartoons,
But it's hard to be a chipmunk.
It's hard to cover Garth Brooks songs and to cover Michael Jackson.
Oh, it's hard to be a chipmunk.
Our only original song was the "Witchdoctor" song.
It's hard to be a chipmunk.

It's hard to be a chipmunk, playing on our chipmunk guitar.
It's hard to be a chipmunk. It's hard to be a star.
It's hard to be a chipmunk. Oh boy, it's very hard.
You better be glad you're not a chipmunk.
Thank your lucky stars that you are not a chipmunk.
Go to bed at night and say your prayers and say that you're not a chipmunk,
And thank that you're not a chipmunk.
It's hard to be a chipmunk.
It's not easy green, but even harder to be a chipmunk.

Kids Are the Same
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

Adults are always saying, "Kids these days."
Adults are always saying, "I didn't act that way when I was their age."
It's just not true.
They always acted that way, and so will you.

"Kids these days." I really hate that phrase.
If they'd just think of how they really were, they'd know
Kids are the same today as yesterday.
Things just change a little, and they can't go their way.

"When I was your age," they say,
"I'd get beat," they say, "if I did that,
And now you get away with murder."
It's okay, cause kids are the same today as yesterday.
Hey!

Boogers
written by Rusty Spell

You’re ready for school. You’ve packed your bag.
You kissed your mom or you kissed your dad.
The teacher calls roll and calls your name,
And everything’s going just the same
As it always has.

But during the night it got real cold
And you cover your mouth when the teacher told
You to quit talkin’ loud like a little brat,
And that’s when finally you noticed that
Your nose was runnin’ snot.

You wiped your hand across your face
And you smeared them boogers all over the place.
You tried to wipe it underneath your desk,
But you ain’t making nothin’ but a big ol' mess.
I think you’re caught.

Twenty kids in the room and you got nose full of boogers.
That green slimy snot streaks on your blue jeans.
Everyone one stares at you when you got nose full of boogers.
Go to the bathroom and try to get yourself clean.

You raise your hand and ask to leave,
But she says no and you say please.
You’ve also got gooshie between your toes,
But right now you’re only worried ‘bout your nose.
What will you do?

She still says no and you sit there.
You hope that snot’s not in your hair.
A luigee sure is a gross thing,
Even grosser than than a belly button ring.
Go blow your nose.

Twenty kids in the room and you got nose full of boogers.
That green slimy snot leaves a streak all over your blue jeans.
Everyone one stares at you when you got nose full of boogers.
Go to the bathroom and try to get yourself clean.

Noises
Instrumental

The Boy Who Couldn't Fall Asleep
adlibbed by Rusty Spell

There once was a boy who couldn't fall asleep...