Ting Bang Bong
Ting Bang Bong Poems
|1.||The Ballad Of Bong||11/5/2006|
|4.||I Stink There For I Am||11/15/2006|
|5.||Ratter, Ratter What's The Matter?||11/21/2006|
|6.||The Littlest Lizard||11/21/2006|
|12.||My Main Squeeze||12/5/2006|
|13.||The Itty Bittiest Socks||11/5/2006|
|14.||There Ain'T No Bones In A Hotdog||11/4/2006|
|16.||If They Ain'T Got A Belly Button, Run||12/22/2006|
|17.||The Ballad Of Ting Bang||11/5/2006|
|18.||Mamas Dont Let Your Babies Go To Work For Disney||2/22/2007|
Comments about Ting Bang Bong
Mamas Dont Let Your Babies Go To Work For Disney
Mamas don't let your babies grow up and work for Disney,
Don't let 'em wear mouse ears,
Or sing a pop song,
Don't let 'em wear belly shirts,
The whole thing is wrong.
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to work for Disney.
They''ll end up on drugs
And be managed by thugs
Cos here's where it's at,
Mickey mouse is really a rat..
The Ballad Of Ting Bang
I was born
Behind a drum kit
At a comedy club
It was tough;
It was rough;
Mammy had white knuckles.