Boom Chicka Boom
Audience repeats after the leader
I said boom!
I said boom chicka-boom!
I said booma-chicka-rocka-chicka-rocka-chicka-boom!
Uh huh! Oh yeah! One more time... ???? style
Other
Verses:
Underwater: sing with fingers dribbling
against your lips
Loud: as loud as you can!
Slowly: as slow and drawn out as possible
Opera: sing in an opera voice
Tongue in Cheek
Janitor style: I said a Broom-Pusha-Broom,
I said a Broom-pusha-mopa-pusha-mopa-pusha-broom
Barn-yard Style: I said a moo chicka moo
I said a moo chicka bocka chicka bocka chicka moo...
Flower Style: I said a bloom.
I said a bloom chica blossom chica blossom chica bloom...
Race Car Style:I said a vroom.
I said a vroom shifta grind-a shifta grind-a shifta vroom...
Oh Ye cannae push yer Granny off a bus
Click here for the tune: She'll be Coming Round
the Mountain
Oh ye
cannae push yer Granny off a bus,
Oh ye cannae push yer granny off a bus,
Oh ye cannae push yer Granny
'Cos she's
yer Mammy's Mammy,
Oh ye cannae push yer Granny off a bus!
Oh my
Granny wears a awf'y scratchy vest (scratch scratch)
Oh my Granny wears a awf'y scratchy vest (scratch scratch)
Oh
my Granny wears a scratchy,
Granny wears a scratchy,
Granny wears an awf'y scratchy vest (scratch, scratch)
Other
Verses
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Oh my Granny’s got an awful runny nose (sniff, sniff, etc)
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Oh we'll all go round to Granny's for our tea (Hello Granny,
etc )
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Oh my Granny eats her porridge wi' a fork (slurp, slurp etc )
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Oh my Granny’s always giving me a kiss (kiss, kiss)
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Ye can shove yer other Granny off a bus, 'Cos she's yer Daddy's
mammy
Peter Rabbit's got a fly upon his nose
Click here for the Tune:
John Brown's Body
Peter
Rabbit's got a fly upon his nose
Peter
Rabbit's got a fly upon his nose
Peter
Rabbit's got a fly upon his nose
So
he flipped it and he flopped it and the fly flew away
Chorus
Floppy ears and curly whiskers
Floppy ears and curly whiskers
Floppy ears and curly whiskers
So he flipped it and he flopped it and the fly flew away
Make up some appropriate actions to go with it
I Love The Flowers
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I love the flowers, I love the daffodils.
I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills.
I love the fireside, when all the lights are low.
Boom-de-ah-da, boom-de-ah-da, boom-de-ah-da, boom
Get Your Bits off the Table
Click here for the tune: She'll be Coming Round the Mountain
Get your elbows of the table - (name of person)
Get your elbows of the table - (name of person)
We have seen you do it twice
And it isn't very nice
Get your elbows off the table (Name)
Various other body parts follow...
Granny’s in the Cellar
Click here for the tune: Y'all Come
Granny's in the cellar, Lordy can't ya smell her,
Makin' biscuits on her wood burnin' stove,
In her eye there's some matter,
that keeps drippin' in the batter.
And she's singing as the snot (sniff) runs down her nose.
(chorus)
Down her nose, down her nose
She is singing as the snot (sniff) runs down her nose.
In her eye there's some matter,
that keeps drippin' in the batter.
And she's singing as the snot (sniff) runs down her nose.
...Makin' jelly on her wood burning stove,
There are boils on her belly,
they keep oosin' in the jelly, .
(chorus)
...Cookin' peaches on her wood burning stove,
On her lips there are leaches,
they keep fallen' in the peaches
(chorus)
...Cookin' peas on her wood burning stove,
There are scabs on her knees,
they keep bleedin' in the peas
(chorus)
...Cookin' rice on her wood burning stove,
In her hair there is lice,
they keep fallin' in the rice
(chorus)
Granny's in the Cellar (2)
Click here for the tune: Y'all Come
Granny's in the cellar
Lordy, can't you smell her
Cooking biscuits on her old fashioned stove
In her eye there is some matter
That keeps dripping in the batter
And she whistles as the [sniff] runs down her nose
Down her nose, down her nose
She whistles as the [sniff] runs down
her nose
In her eye there is some matter
That keeps dripping in the batter
And she whistles as the [sniff] runs down her nose
Granpa's in the basement
And to his amazement
There is something in the wine he made last fall
And his eyes are getting redder
As his tongue is getting wetter
'Cause it's ninety-seven percent alcohol
Alcohol, alcohol
It's ninety-seven percent alcohol
His eyes are getting redder
As his tongue is getting wetter
'Cause it's nInety-seven percent alcohol.
Granny's in the laundry
And she's in a quandary
'Cause she put some starch in with her underwear
And it's gonna be disaster
When it dries as hard as plaster
But she's tough as nails and so she doesn't care
Underwear, underwear
She put some starch in with her underwear
And It's gonna be disaster when it dries as hard as plaster
But she's tough as nails so she don't care.
Eat a Small Squirrel
Tune: "It's a Small World"
Chorus:
Eat a
small squirrel at the hall
Eat a
small squirrel at the hall
Eat a
small squirrel at the hall
Eat a
squirrel in the dining hall
Verse
It's a squirrel with ketchup, it's
a squirrel with bread
It's a squirrel with mustard lets
hope it's dead
It's a squirrel that's fried, it's
a squirrel that's boiled
Eat a squirrel in the dining hall
Sam, Sam, the Lavatory Man
Tune: Tom Tom the
Piper's Son (roughly)
The actions are a must when singing this song.
Sam, Sam, the lavatory man,
Chief inspector of the out house clan
(stand straight like soldier &
salute)
He issues the tissues, the paper, and the towels
(pass out 'items')
He listens to the sounds of the rumbling bowels
(hold hand to ear)
Down, down, down below the ground
(point down on down)
Where all the little poopies are swimming around
(swimming motion)
There sits Sam, the lavatory man,
Scooping up the poopies,
Scooping up the poopies,
Scooping up the poopies in his little tin can!
(scoop 3x times and proudly hold up
'tin can')
Tails
This is more of a Guide song taught to me by a Venture
Scout (as she was then some 14 years ago) who
was had previously been in the Guides. Anyway, I like it.
If everybody had a tail, and chose its shape and size,
Would you prefer a tufted one to swat at passing flies,
Or would you have a stumpy one to thump on wooden floors
or perhaps a warm and fluffy one to curl around your paws?
Chorus
Tails, tails, tails, you can swing them to and fro,
You can wrap them round your middle, you can trail them in the snow,
You can wave them when you're angry, you can wag them when you're glad,
You can chase them round and round and round and round, until you drive the neighbours mad.
Chorus
And would you like it stripy, speckled, plain or maybe spotted?
And would you wear it curly, straight or elegantly knotted,
And if it were prehensile, what enormous fun to be,
The envy of your neighbours as you swing from tree to tree.
Chorus
If tails were made detachable how useful it would be,
to wear your tail for parties or for going to the sea,
Or if you're going out at night with safety first in mind,
To wear a red fluorescent one to light you up behind.
Chorus
The Goat Dance or
The Patagonian Shepherds Song or
Tomorrow we’ll have Kippers for Tea
Tomorrow we’ll have Kippers for Tea
Kippers for Tea, Kippers for Tea
Tomorrow we’ll have Kippers for Tea
Kippers for Tea tomorrow
This is sung while one person dances around the Campfire circle with their trouser legs rolled Up. The audience claps and sings along.
Once the verse is finished, the “shepherd” faces One of the audience and leaps into the air
with a scream.
The audience member replies with a leap and scream of their own and they both dance off Around the circle
one behind the other.
After the next verse someone else is picked and they join the line. The leap and scream greeting being
passed along the line.
This time the second shepherd dances at the front and
does the picking.
The lead dancer switches from the front to the back of the line throughout until there are enough people
dancing to make it dangerous.
This can also be done without singing the words with everyone just NA NAing and clapping as they go. It
doesn't really have a tune as such its just a regular clapping rhythm.
Our Chief Scout
Click her for the tune: 'Old King Cole'
Our chief Scout was a jolly fine Scout
And a jolly fine Scout was he
He called for his hat
And he called for hi staff
And he called for his Wolf Cubs 3
Now every wolf cub was a fine chap
And a jolly fine chap was he
Dyb dyb dyb dyb dyb said the Wolf cubs
Jolly fine chaps are we
There’s none so fine that can compare
With te boys of the old B>P>
Verses
· Ha ha ha ha ha said the Boy Scouts
· We do all the work said the PLs
· No More shorts for us said the Seniors
· Beer beer beer beer beer said the Rovers
It can also be done by singing the line appropriate to the verse you are on and adding all the previous
lines to it as well e.g. Beer beer
beer beer beer said the Rovers, No more shorts for us said the Seniors etc. etc.
Bravo, Bravissimo
A very nice way of saying thank you
Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravissimo
Bravo, bravo, jolly well done!
Bravo, bravissimo, bravo, bravissimo
Bravo, bravissimo, jolly well done!
Bicycle Built for Two
Tune: Daisy Daisy
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do
I'm half crazy, all for the love of you.
It won't be a stylish
marriage,
I can't afford a carriage,
But you'll look sweet, upon the seat,
Of a bicycle made for two.
Daisy Daisy the coppers are after you
If they catch you they’ll give you a month or two
They’ll tie you up with wire
And throw you in the Maria
So ring your bell and pedal like hell
On a bicycle made for two.
I Points to Myself
Performed in a German accent
I points to myself, vas is das here;
Das is mine top-notch-er, ya mama dear.
Top-notch-er, top-notch-er, ya mama dear.
Dat's wot I learned in der school
boom-boom!
As you sing this action-song, point to the proper body part when you mention it.
For example, point
to the top of your head when you sing topnotcher. Continue singing and add another part of your body for each verse
and
repeat the others going backwards in reverse order. Try as many verses as you want, using the list below.
For the boom-boom, clap hands, bang tables,or stamp your feet.
Point To
Sing:
Top of Head
Topnotcher
Brow
Sweat browser
Eye
Eye Winker
Nose
Horn Blower
Mustache
Soup Strainer
Mouth
Food Chomper
Chin
Chin Chowser
Neck
Rubber Necker
Stomach
Bread Basket
Willy
Wily Wangler
Bum
Poop Shooter
Knee
Knee Knocker
Foot
Foot Stomper
An Old Austrian
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An old Austrian
went a-yodelling
On a mountain top high
When along came an avalanche
Interrupting his cry
Ooo Ooo Ooo
Chorus