SONGS
Flea Fly
Piedmont Council
Flea (echo)
Fly (echo)
Flea Fly (echo)
Vista (echo)
Kumba-lauda, Kumba-lauda, Kumba-lauda, vista (echo)
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, na, vista (echo)
E-nee meani thes-sa lean-ne (echo)
Oooo-ah-ah-ma-re-ne (echo)
Ish ba-bu-lee dot-n-dot-n (echo)
Mow boat, my dot-n-dot-n (echo)
Mow boat, my dot-n-dot-n (echo)
Sheeee! (echo)
Who's the best den?
Bugs Convention
(Tune: My Bonnie)
Trapper Trails Council
I went to the garden for mother
Some veggies she really did need
But something had got there before me
And had themselves quite a big feed.
Bring back, bring back
Oh bring back my veggies to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Oh bring back my veggies to me.
As I looked a little bit closer
I saw that I wasn't alone
For there was a big bug convention
Of more bugs than I'd ever known.
Chorus
T'was clear I was greatly outnumbered
And they were ready to fight
I'll just have to tell my mother
We'll eat bread and milk tonight.
King of the Camp
(Tune: King of the Road)
Trapper Trails Council
Flies, Bugs, and bumblebees
Chigger bites on my knees
Band-aids from head to toe
Gotta sunburn on my nose
I've got sand in the food I eat
I've got blisters on both my feet
I'm in pain but can't complain
I'm King of the Camp
(Grand Canyon Powwow Book)
Puff, the Magic Maggot
Golden Spread Council
Chorus:
Puff, the magic maggot lives in my trash
and frolics in banana peels and in the cigarette ash!
Puff, the magic maggot lives in my trash
and dines on month-old kitty litter and mildewed corn beef hash!
Little Teddy Tapeworm loved that maggot Puff.
He brought him dead dogs two weeks old, and scabs still moist with pus.
Together they would travel to the city morgue to eat.
Puff would get the bones and hair and Teddy would get the meat!
Chorus
Maggots live forever, but tapeworms aren't too tough.
Teddy could eat the bones and hair, but he choked on the scabs with pus.
Puff was broken-hearted, losing Teddy really hurt,
But not as much as hunger did, so he ate him for dessert!
York Adams Council
Tune: Row, row, row your boat
Http://www.macscouter.com/Songs/SillySongs.html
Catch, catch, catch a bug
Put it in a jar.
Sometimes they fly, sometimes they die,
but most get squashed on your car.
Thanks to Cathy Porter, Pack 987 and Troop 424
It's an Insect World
Tune: It's a Small World
http://www.iinet.net.au/~oneilg/scouts/songs/songbook.html
It's a world of centipedes, a world of moths
It's a world of katydids, a world of wasps
There's so much that we share that it's time we're aware
It's an insect world
It's an insect covered world
It's an insect covered world
It's an insect covered world
It's an insect world
It's a world of beetles, a world of fleas
It's a world of caterpillars, a world of bees
In this world that we know there is so much to show
It's an insect world
Tom the Toad
Tune - "Oh, Tannenbaum"
http://www.iinet.net.au/~oneilg/scouts/songs/songbook.html
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why did you jump into the road?
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why did you jump into the road?
You were so big and green and fat
But now you're small and red and flat.
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why did you jump into the road?
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why are you lying in the road?
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why are you lying in the road?
You did not see that car ahead
And you were flattened by the tread.
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why are you lying in the road?
Oh Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk
Why do you make my tires go thunk?
Oh Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk
Why do you make my tires go thunk?You did not look from East to West
Now on the road there's such a mess.
Oh Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk
Why do you make my tires go thunk?
Oh Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake
Why do you lie out there and bake?
Oh Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake
Why do you lie out there and bake?
You did not see that truck go by
Now you look like a butterfly.
Oh Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake
Why do you lie out there and bake?
Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete
There's nothing left but hair and feet
Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete
There's nothing left but hair and feet
Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete
There's nothing left but hair and feet
You thought you'd beat that bus across
Now you look like a pile of moss.
Oh Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred,
Why do you lie there stone-cold dead?
Oh Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred,
Why do you lie there stone-cold dead?
You didn't look as you jumped out,
A ten-ton truck ran up your snout!
Oh Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred,
Why do you lie there stone-cold dead?
Oh Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot,
Upon the road you're such a blot.
Oh Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot,
Upon the road you're such a blot.
Out in the lane you boldly went,
Now your bod's not worth a cent!
Oh Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot,
Upon the road you're such a blot.
Oh Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben,
Why is your body flat and thin?
Oh Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben,
Why is your body flat and thin?
Out on the road you quickly jumped,
You didn't count on getting bumped.
Oh Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben,
Why is your body flat and thin?
Oh Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat,
Why are you lying still like that?
Oh Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat,
Why are you lying still like that?
Along the road you swooped and flapped,
But a trucker's windshield got you zapped!
Oh Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat,
Why are you lying still like that?
Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted,
Your shell's all broken - so's your head.
Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted,
Your shell's all broken - so's your head.
In the road you thought you'd travel,
Now you're ground into the gravel.
Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted,
Your shell's all broken - so's your head.
