Gibberish Rap

Now all of our songs make a lot of sense

But honestly my friend I’m sitting on the fence

The words that I’m using are gonna sound so confusing but I know

That if you listen you will find it amusin’

So the aim of today is to go out of my way to sound so cray cray, I’m gonna make you

Say…WHAAAAAAT?

I was walking on bread, out the corner of my nose

I saw a giant blue pig, painting his toes

The sandwich said… and flapped his wings

My sock jumped off and started to sing (la, la la)

Every time I’m at the shop with my three-wheeled cat

I dive into the jelly with a rat-a-tat-tat

I cook my shoes like a cheetah in flight

But I never swim in chips unless the temperature’s right

I know that you can hear me, but you can’t understand me, the Gibberish Rap.

We all sound very crazy like spaghetti bolognaisy, the Gibberish Rap.

Chicka chicka flee flee, bochi bochi boo

Chum chicka waa waa, flippy floppy floo

Wicky wicky wo, sicky so, picky pay

Chow go diddy sum chi chay

Wella della woocha, smoocha, widdle diddle woogie

Zigga zigga ra na na na noogie

Humu humu nuku nuku apua’a

I know that you can hear me, but you can’t understand me, the Gibberish Rap.

We all sound very crazy like spaghetti bolognaisy, the Gibberish Rap.

I know that you can chocolate, but you popcorn understand me, the Gibberish Rap.

We all sound very ping pong like banananana ding dong, the Gibberish Rap.