Music by Dylan and Shannon.
Lyrics: Teddy Grams Are Evil, Baby By Bob "Uncle Bobby" Coury
Distant chant stirs me from sleep with fright
Dark dawn tinged green by Zim nightlight.
Unnerving chorus now outside my door
Footy pj'd demons burst in shrieking we want more!
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Short monsters sang
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Think one kid had fangs.
Banging on a technicolor xylophone
With a doll's head and toy microphone.
"What fresh hell is this!" in horror I inquire
Uncle Bobby, ya man we're on fire.
You know you are our babysitter
Now do your thing before our dreams do flitter.
Sweet cubs can't rave with us unless you help
Mom has'em hibernating on topmost shelf.
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Goblin gang intoned
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Kill me quickly I bemoaned.
Banging on a technicolor xylophone
With a doll's head and toy microphone.
I snatch for scruff but they do slip like fish
Feral pack scrambled for their breakfast dish.
I plunge those amber grizzlies into bowls of death
And take some solace as they drown in 2%.
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! From hell's depths they derive.
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Man they ate those bears alive.
Banging on a technicolor xylophone
With a doll's head and toy microphone.
At wee hours I am haunted by that evil verse
My sister's kids 'n tiny bears will always be my curse!
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! It can't be real
Teddy Grams! Teddy Grams! Lord how could I know those bears aint cereal!
Chords:
Am, C, Em, E
Do you like peeps? I like peeps.
shannonisRADICAL 2 months ago
Some attractive young peeps in this video.
shannonisRADICAL 2 months ago