What are some "kid culture" songs that you remember?

The mutated Girl Scout song:
She wears a G for chewing bubble gum;
She wears an I for ignorance;
She wears an R for reading comic books;
She wears and L for laziness (for laziness!);

She wears an S for her stupidity;
She wears an C for clumsiness:
She wears an O U T for out with boys (out with boys!)
And that Girl Scout is me!

“Great green gobs of greasy grimey gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
(I know there is another line here but I can’t for the life of me remember it!)
French Fried eyeballs floating in a barrel of blood
...and I forgot my spoon!”

Is it obvious that I have three big brothers?

When you go out to the woods tonight, you’re in for a big surprise.

@SuperMouse We sang it like this:

Great big globs greasy grimy gopher guts
Dirty little birdies feet
Mutilated monkey meat
Great big globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
And I forgot my spoon! my mom taught us that one!

At Girl Scouts, we sang one of those call and repeat songs that went like this:
The littlest worm
(The littlest worm)
You ever saw
(You ever saw)
Got stuck inside
(Got stuck inside)
My soda straw
(My soda straw)
The littlest worm you ever saw
Got stuck inside my soda straw

He said to me
(He said to me)
“Don’t take a sip
(“Don’t take a sip)
‘Cause if you do
(‘Cause if you do)
You’ll get real sick” [alternate: “I’ll really flip”]
(You’ll get real sick) [alternate: “I’ll really flip”]
He said to me, “Don’t take a sip,
‘Cause if you do, you’ll get real sick” [alternate: “I’ll really flip”]

So lip to lip
(So lip to lip)
And squirm to squirm
(And squirm to squirm)
Try drinking so-
(Try drinking so-)
da through a worm
(da through a worm.)
So lip to lip and squirm to squirm
Try drinking soda through a worm.

I took a sip
(I took a sip)
And he went down
(And he went down)
Right through my pipe
(Right through my pipe)
He must have drowned
(He must have drowned)
I took a sip and he went down
Right through my pipe, he must have drowned

He was my pal
(He was my pal)
He was my friend
(He was my friend)
There is no more
(There is no more)
This is the end
(This is the end)
He was my pal, he was my friend
There is no more, this is the end.

Now don’t you fret
(Now don’t you fret)
Now don’t you fear
(Now don’t you fear)
That little worm
(That little worm)
Had scuba gear
(Had scuba gear)
Now don’t you fret, now don’t you fear,
That little worm had scuba gear.

Then there was the classic about the bumble bee:

I’m bringing home my baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me?
I’m bringing home my baby bumble bee…
Ouch! He stung me!

I’m squashing up my baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me!
I’m squashing up my baby bumble bee..
Oh, what a mess!

I’m licking up my baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me!
I’m licking up my baby bumble bee…
Ewww, I feel sick!

I’m puking up my baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me!
I’m puking up my baby bumble bee…
Uh oh, another mess!

I’m sweeping up my baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me.
I’m sweeping up my baby bumble bee..
Ouch, Mommy spanked me!
I don’t know if those were the original lyrics, but that’s how my Girl Scout troop sang it.

Another classic:
Jingle bells
Batman smells
Robin laid an egg.
Batmobile lost a wheel
And Joker got away!

And don’t forget the ever popular diarrhea song!

When you’re sliding into first
And your pants begin to burst
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into two
And your pants are filled with goo
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into third
And you feel a greasy turd
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

When you’re sliding into home
And your pants are filled with foam
That’s diarrhea, diarrhea

You’re getting in a state
cos’ you’ve left it very late
diarrhea diarrhea

It comes out of your bum
like a bullet from a gun
diarrhea diarrhea

runs down your leg
like a scrambled egg
diarrhea diarrhea

It’s not very funny
but it’s very hot and runny
diarrhea diarrhea

Every time my kids come out with some great “new” song they’ve learned at school or on the bus, I crack up because it’s something I remember from my own childhood!

It’s Howdy Doody time
It isn’t worth a dime
So change to channel nine
You’ll have a better time

And as for Buffalo Bob
He’s nothing but a slob
And as for Howdy Doody
He’s just a big fat cootie

Chicago DJ Dick Biondi used to sing the Meatball song on the air WLS in the early 60s. That’s how I learned it.

Only he sang “On top of a pizza all covered with cheese, I saw my first meatball, and then I did sneeze . . . it rolled off the table and onto the floor, it rolled and it rolled, right out of the door. It rolled into the street and there it was squashed. Now my poor meatball is a pile of hash.

Have you ever thought when the hearse goes by that you may be the next to die.
They wrap you up in a big white sheet. They lower you down to about six feet.
The worms crawl in. The worms crawl out. The ants play pinnocle upon your snout.
Your belly turns a slimey green, it oozes out just like whip cream.
The worms crawl in. The worms crawl out. The ants play pinnocle upon your snout.
So now you know how it is to die. Remember this when the hears goes by.

Or something like that. One of my brothers taught all of us younger kids that song one day. My mother wasn’t real impressed with our little concert.

Grow little fat girl thinner thinner
don’t eat biscuits with your dinner
drink hot soup every day
that will melt the fat away

Hello operator
Please give me number nine
And if you disconnect me
I’ll kick in your be-
‘Hind the ‘frigerator
There was a piece of glass
Miss Suzy fell upon it
And cut her big old-
Ask me no more questions
I’ll tell you no more lies
The boys are in the bathroom
zipping up their-
Flies live in the country
Bees live in the park
The girls and boys
Are kissing in the D. A. R. K.
Dark Dark Dark

@crisw I was trying to remember that one! Great! I remembered only bits.

Beans, beans, good for the heart
The more you eat, the more you fart.
The more you fart, the better you feel
So eat your beans with every meal.

@anartist

I learned that one as

Beans, beans, the musical fruit
The more you eat, the more you toot
Beans, beans, good for the heart
The more you eat, the more you fart

On a school trip:

The back of the bus, they canny sing, they canny sing, they canny sing
The back of the bus, they canny sing, they canny sing, they canny sing for peanuts

Sung over and over again…

Also

You canny push yer granny aff a bus
Oh you canny push yer granny aff a bus
Oh you canny push yer granny coz she’s yer mammy’s mammy
Oh you canny push yer granny aff a bus

Again, sung over and over again.

Insults were the way to go…

Thanks all! Those are wonderful. Some of them I remember and some are new to me.

There is one more I can think of.

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o’er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

I originally heard the naughtier version with balls substituted for ears. I did a Google search and found out that there are more verses

@LostInParadise Yep i knew this one as ears but my husband knew it as boobs. Thinking about it, ears was clearly the cleaned up version as, I hate to say it, boobs makes more sense. Sexist and degrading but logical….

My mother and I once sang it as boobs after a discussion on aging

@crisw the first few lines were missing

Bobby had a steamboat
steamboat had a bell
steamboat went to heaven
Bobby went to -
Hello operator
Please give me number nine
And if you disconnect me
I’ll kick in your be-
‘Hind the ‘frigerator
There was a piece of glass
Miss Suzy fell upon it
And cut her big old-
Ask me no more questions
I’ll tell you no more lies
The boys are in the bathroom
zipping up their-
Flies live in the country
Bees live in the park
The girls and boys
Are kissing in the D. A. R. K.
Dark Dark Dark

And I never heard the last bit—

mine ended like so

Ask me no more questions
I’ll tell you no more lies
Bobby told me all this
the day before he died