Jungle Junk

by Monty Harper

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Warning: This recording is intended for an immature audience. Some material may be unsuitable for adults.

Recipient of a 2000 Children's Music Web Award for Classic Recording for Younger Children.

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released January 1, 2000

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Monty Harper Stillwater, Oklahoma

Monty Harper is a children's musician in Stillwater, OK. He performs for elementary schools and libraries, helps kids write their own songs in workshops and residencies, does informal science education, and writes songs for clients.

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Track Name: Jungle Junk
Jingle jangle jungle junk
Sleepin' in a leafy bunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Stinkin' stankin' stungle stunk
Shakin' hands with a friendly skunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Catch a vine and let er go
Swingin' high and swingin' low
No important seeds to sow
A cockatoo a shrew a tipsy ape or three or two all singin'
Life's worth livin' in a jungle bungalow

Plinkin' plankin' plungle plunk
Takin' a swing on an elephant's trunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Sinkin' sankin' sungle sunk
Ticklin' the fishies with a tropical dunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Sit and chat with a fat hippo
Say goodbye and say hello
No important things to know
A parrot with a carrot and a slightly sloshy ferret singin'
Life's worth livin' in a jungle bungalow

(All right all you elephants out there, I wanna here you swing!)

Thinkin' thankin' thungle thunk
Theorizin' with a monk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Slinkin' slankin' slungle slunk
Twirlin' with a snake to the jungle funk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Find the falls and watch em flow
Crystalline sparklin H20
No important place to row
A parakeet a cheetah and a chubby chimpanzee all singin'
Life's worth livin' in a jungle bungalow

(All right all you monkeys out there, I wanna here you swing!)

Jingle jangle jungle junk
Sleepin' in a leafy bunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Sinkin' sankin' sungle sunk
Ticklin' the fishies with a tropical dunk
Way up in the tree tops
Talkin' to Tarzan

Catch a vine and let er go
Swingin' high and swingin' low
No important seeds to sow
A cockatoo a shrew a tipsy ape or three or two all singin'
Life's worth livin' in a jungle bungalow

Life's worth living in a jungle bungalow!
Track Name: Birthday Boogaloo
What a super day it is;
the one day of the year
we get to celebrate the fact
that you're even here -- it's your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!

We're gonna have some fun today;
it's all because of you.
So grab your friends and make 'em dance
a birthday boogaloo -- on your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!

Any other day is just
any other day of the year,
but today we want to celebrate
'cause we're so thankful you're even here -- oh yeah!

Bake yourself a birthday wish
and blow the candles out.
Do a backward somersault
and jump and twist and shout -- it's your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!

Before your birthday's over
there's one thing I want to do;
if I may, I'd love to dance
a boogaloo with you -- on your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!
Do the birthday boogaloo!

It's your birthday!
Happy birthday to you!

And many more....
Track Name: Something I Ate
I was angry at Mom so I rolled her up
and stuffed her in a paper cup.
I washed her down with Gatoraid.
I thought now I've got it made!

But Dad was mad about what I'd done.
He said I was a thankless son.
So I put him through the Cuisinart
and drank him up. Now ain't I smart?

When Sis found out she began to pout
so I chopped her into sauerkraut
and had her on a hotdog bun.
Now I was having loads of fun.

Policeman knocking at the door.
I said, "I ain't got no mom no more."
He said, "Where is she?" I said, "I'll take you there."
So I ate him and his underwear.

Judge said I was found guilty
of swallowing my family.
He banged his gavel; I opened wide.
Now he bangs that gavel inside my hide.

My tummy's feeling pretty tight.
I couldn't take another bite.
In fact I might regurgitate.
Maybe it was something I ate!
Track Name: No Blues At All
I once knew a painter boy
who painted him a wall.
He used red and green and orange and yellow, but
no blues at all.

No blues at all, my baby.
that's the way it's going to be
when you're finally here with me;
no blues at all.

I once knew an errand boy
who went walking all day long,
and as he did he sang himself
a never-ending song.

A never-ending song my baby,
that's what love was meant to be.
So I know you'll sing with me
a never-ending song.

And we'll be singing
no blues at all my baby,
no blues at all.
The never-ending song we'll sing has
no blues at all.

I once knew a tailor boy
who mended his own britches.
He never cared about rips or tears
'cause he kept himself in stitches.

We'll keep ourselves in stitches, baby
however troubled we may be.
As long as you can laugh with me,
we'll sew our love with stitches.

And we'll be singing
a never-ending song my baby,
a never-ending song.
That's what love was meant to be;
a never-ending song.

And we'll be singing
no blues at all my baby,
no blues at all.
As long as you are here with me,
No blues at all.
No blues -- no blues at all!
Track Name: My Toilet and I
My toilet and I had a fight today.
It had some nasty things to say.
So I opened it up and looked about.
I banged on a thingy and pulled a part out.
It gurgled and gulped, let out a long sigh,
and drenched me with water aimed right in my eye.

So here I sit cold, lonely and wet.
My toilet has not stopped burbling yet.
It thinks it's so smart to have outwitted me.
But I'll show it a thing or three.
I just won't use that quarrelsome commode,
not ever again; I'd sooner explode!
Track Name: Oddballs Singing a Round
We are the oddballs, goofy nutty oddballs
Wacky individuals, ones of a kind
We don't fit here or there
We're like circles in a square
We're the oddballs bouncing along

(Four part round):
I am an oddball a goofy nutty oddball
A wacky individual one of a kind
I don't fit here or there I'm like a circle in a square
I'm an oddball bouncing along

We are the oddballs
We are the oddballs
You can't make us normal
You can't push us down
We've been here for thousands of years
And we always will be around

We are the oddballs
We are the oddballs
You can't make us normal
You can't push us down
We'll persevere for thousands of year more
We always will be around
Track Name: Tickle You Blue
Hey, what's so funny 'bout what you see?
I ought to teach you not to laugh at me.
I ought to hold you down and tickle you
'til your funny face turns blue.

You're such a goofy giggle box;
so full of laughs you never stop.
Maybe we'd see how many laughs you've got
if I tickled you until you drop!

You make such delirious hoots and snorts!
You're gonna laugh until you lose your shorts.
It wouldn't take long if I tickled you
to see your funny face turn blue.

Hey, look at these fingers wiggling.
I don't see why you keep on giggling,
because the tickle monster gonna tickle you
'til your funny face turns blue.

You're such a goofy giggle box;
so full of laughs you never stop.
Maybe we'd see how many laughs you've got
if I tickled you until you drop!

Well, I know it ain't fair but I don't care.
I'm gonna wiggle my fingers in the air,
and that's all I really have to do
to make your funny face turn blue.

It's all I got to do to turn your funny face blue!
Track Name: Nursery Rhyme Rock & Roll
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again

Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Jack jumped over the candlestick
He jumped so high he reached the sky
And didn't come back 'til the fourth of July

Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Put the joy in your little boy
Sing him nursery rhyme rock and roll

Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed to see such a sight
and the dish ran away with the spoon

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie
He stuck in a thumb and he pulled out a plumb
And said, "What a good boy am I!"

Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Put the curl in your little girl
Sing her nursery rhyme rock and roll

Moonlight comes in the window
Follow it over the sill
You're sailing away to another day
But you know I love you still
Put your little hand in my hand
Tell me where you want to go
You may be bold but you're never too old
For a nursery rhyme rock and roll!

Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
When along came a spider that sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
The sheep's in the meadow the cow's in the corn
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
Under a haystack fast asleep
Will you wake him? No not I
For if I do he's sure to cry

Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Put the joy in your little boy
Sing him nursery rhyme rock and roll

Sing a song of sixpence pocketful of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing
Was that not a dainty dish to set before the king?

The king was in the counting house counting out his money
The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes
When along came a blackbird and nipped away her nose

Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Nursery rhyme rock and roll
Put the curl in your little girl
I said put the joy in your little boy
I said put a smile on a little child
Sing 'em nursery rhyme, nursery rhyme rock and roll.

Nursery rhyme rock and roll!
Track Name: The Kid Who Ate A Bug
Once upon a time there was a kid who found a bug
while running round in silly circles in his bare feet on the rug.
He picked it up and licked it and he gave a little shrug.
There was a slightly slurpy sound and no more bug.

Yes, I know a kid who ate a bug.
He slurped it up and swallowed it;
it tickled and it scratched a bit.
Yes, it's true. He ate a living bug.
Now here's what happened to the kid who ate a bug.

The kid was feeling fine for just about a day or two or three.
Then suddenly his tummy started feeling very tickley.
His mother took his temperature and it was only 93.
She said, "You never should have ate that bug!"

She took him to the doctor and the doctor got his x-ray out.
He put the kid inside and looked him upside down and inside out.
He cleared his throat and hummed a note and scratched his head and turned about.
He said, "You know, I think he ate a bug."

"Yes, I think he might have ate a bug.
Let me look into my microscope and listen with my stethoscope.
Why, it's true! He ate a living bug!"
Now here's what happened to the kid who ate a bug.

As the week wore on his turning tummy felt more tickley.
The doctor took a look; the bug was multiplying rapidly.
The count was up to 59 then 64 then 83,
then 97 tummy tickling bugs.

The doc prescribed a pesticide and bathed him in formaldehyde,
but everything he tried the bugs defied, and still they multiplied.
That night the kid could never get to sleep; he was too terrified
because he heard the voices of the bugs.

They were singing: "Join our band of merry little bugs
marching up your spine and down your spleen
and all the places in between."
Yes, he heard the sound of singing bugs,
and here's what happened to the kid who ate a bug.

The kid was going crazy now; the tickling was everywhere.
The thousand bugs inside him were a thousand more than he could bear.
He threw himself upon the floor and kicked and screamed and pulled his hair,
but still he heard the voices of the bugs.

Finally the kid wore out and lay there thinking miserably
of something that his dad had said when he was only two or three
about the proper thing to do when you can't beat your enemy,
and so he joined the band of merry bugs.

Singing, "Join our band of merry little bugs.
We are marching in and out your nose and in between your dirty toes.
Join our band of merry little bugs.
We are marching through your tangled hair and in and out your underwear."

"Join our band of merry little bugs!"
So he joined the band of merry little bugs.
That's what happened to the kid who ate a bug!
Track Name: Play It On Your Nose
Well let me tell you 'bout the greatest way to rock and roll
The only way to rock and roll
The greatest way to lay your claim to fame in rock and roll
You've got to play it
You've got to play it on your nose

Lay a finger on the side of your nose and hum
You got to pluck that other nostril with your thumb
Give your beak a tweak
Give your snoot a rockin' toot
The way to overcome your shyness is to sound it through your sinuses
You've got to learn to play it on your nose

Well let me tell you 'bout the greatest way to rock and roll
The only way to rock and roll
The greatest way to lay your claim to fame in rock and roll
You've got to play it
You've got to play it on your nose

Spoken:
Well what do you know, we've come to the bridge
Every song should have a nasal passage
Fancy pickin!

Well let me tell you 'bout the greatest way to rock and roll
The only way to rock and roll
The greatest way to lay your claim to fame in rock and roll
You've got to play it
You've got to play it on your nose

Lay a finger on the side of your nose and blow
You've got to pluck that other nostril with your toe
Give your bill a trill
Turn that snout inside out
If you want to be colossal then you've got to play proboscilly
You've got to learn to play it on your nose

It's the only way to play it
It's the greatest way to play it
It's the only way to play it
It's the greatest way to play it
You've got to learn to play it
Learn to play it on your nose
Track Name: Escape Of The Bugs
Join our band of merry little bugs.
We are marching round and round this tape,
looking for our great escape.
Join our band of merry little bugs,
marching side by side and two by two,
trying to find our way to you.
Join our band of merry little bugs.
Don't you want to be a merry little bug?
Track Name: Sleep Little Devil
Sleep, my little devil, sleep.
Stop making mischief.
Put your mind at ease.

Sleep, my little devil, sleep.
Stop making mischief.
Put your soul to peace.

And in the morning light,
when you find yourself awake,
try your best to do what's right for you
in all you undertake.

It's a topsy-turvy world;
lots of crazy things out there,
so if you ever need a friend,
you know I'll be right here.

Sleep, my little devil, sleep.
Stop making mischief.
Put your soul to peace.

Sleep, my little devil.
Sleep, my little devil,
sleep.