Croc Song Songtext
von Gumby’s Junk

A grain of salt
My tongue in cheek
My mouth is dry
A dried up creek
I try to spit
But I despair
The ice plant dried
My mouth a bare
My lougie lands
Right on my sock
I wish I had not
Worn my crocs
My lougie lacks
A luster pack
Spit spew land mine
Fine dime rewind


Filled with facts
And stewed reacts
Now a delayed fat
Big rat splat

Spit fleck buffer
Zit face fluster
Its puss butter
A love letter
I′m on my way
On the gravy train
Gingerbread chauffeur in frame
Gumdrop roofer
Fix my stupor
With some brain worms
Tapeworm law firm

Tapeworm law firm In the solar plexus
Trust fun rednecks Counting up specs
Rolly pollys serve arraignments
One more measure For your pleasure