The sugar Beast & Mr Fat

The sugar beast and Mr Fat

We're only having fun

When the jumped into the icing

Of my little Chelsea Bun.

Then they hid inside a donut

And they waited on my lips,

For me to lick them off

And send them down onto my hips.

A book, a book

A book, a book
Was all it took
To come and save the day.
When everything
Was sad and dull,
When the world
Was looking grey.
I opened up a picture book
That was asking me to play,
A book, a book
Was all it took
To carry me away.

Label Lady

The label lady's got a lot

Of things she like to do,

She likes to label curtains

And to paint the pigeons blue.

She likes to put the knives and forks

In pretty little rows

She likes to sing to dandelions

She likes to paint her toes.

The label lady's got a little
House up in Argyll,

Where she keeps an iguana 

And a six the foot crocodile.

She loves to label passers by

She likes to label cheese,

She loves to stick her labels on
The wings of passing bees.

Yes the label lady's funny

And she's bright and lots of fun

Unless she starts to label you

With her sticky label gun...

She stuck labels in my hair

She stuck a blue one on my thumb

And when I turned to run away

She stuck one on my bum.

Snail

I was sitting in the garden

Thinking of a tweet,

When suddenly a little snail

Walked across my feet.

I asked "Where are you going?"

But the snail did not reply,

Instead it got a great big stick

And poked me in the eye.

Rude Finger

Rude finger, rude finger

Don't you ever dare,

Show it to your teachers

Or they'll cut off all your hair.

And if you show your mum and dad

Then they'll be angry too,

And they'll chop off your rude finger

And they'll flush it down the loo.

I really love my body

I really love my body
I love to laugh and run
I really love my body
I think it's so much fun

I really love my body
I love to rush about
I love to stamp upon the floor,
I love to scream and shout.

I really love my body,
I love to jump and leap
But sometimes all I want to do
Is go to bed and sleep.

Fly

We were born to fly
But they messed up our wings
And made us wear anchors
And all sorts of things
That hold us down
And hold us back
And make us start thinking
There's something that we lack.

But it's not true
We are perfectly built,
And nothing can stop us
But worries and guilt
So open your mind
And look up and say
I was born to fly
And then fly away.