Shattering Song

Shattering song chattering along.

Birds scatter as the people gathered and the sun barked back the moon.

Grandma was washing the laundry today

And Gramps brushed his teeth with a spoon 

Ohhhh

Shattering song, chattering along.

Old Rob Johnson the (?) he played,

The hamster he sits at the top, 

Came to the surface my nose had been bleeding, 

Our frequencies they took a drop

Ohh shattering song... chattering along



The keenest nose it is often said, 

The tweeker is often the impotent man



Turn turn the butter churn, strike a match and watch it burn

Turn turn the butter churn, strike a match and watch it burn

Turn turn the butter churn, strike a match and watch it burn

Turn turn the butter churn, strike a match and watch it burn



I'll tell you it's the shattering song, just chatter up a storm if you like.

We could go on, and on, heh heh heh

I'll tell 'ya, tell 'ya boy.

Woo Doogie!