Elmer's Electric Tricycle
Early in the morning
Elmer is working
Elmer likes gadgets and little buzzer doodads
Wire and tape and gurgled fizzing trickles
So early in the morning
Working not shirking
Elmer works his magic with painted scraps of nothings
Kaboom from his lab an electric tricycle

E-v-e-ry-b-o-dy wants to to take a ride
E-l-m-er’s beaming with inventions pride
He’s singing - Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo do!

Later in the day everybodys watching
Elmers on his bike again doing whirly gigumms
Elmers bike is taking flight,no hands, no peer to speak of...
Now the crowd is cheering
The TV crew is nearing
The tension's high I'm fearing
As Elmer is premiering
This feet of engineering
Elmer's Electric Tricycle
With triple action steering
Suddenly I’m hearing

(OH) E-v-e-ry-b-o-dy wants to to take a ride
E-l-m-er’s beaming with inventions pride
He’s singing - Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo do!

Woe
Elmer’s
Electric
Tricycle
Oh Elmer’s
Elmer’s Electric
Electric Tricycle
Elmer’s Electric Tricycle
Early in the morning
Elmer is working
Elmer likes gadgets and little buzzer doodads
Wire and tape and gurgled fizzing trickles
So early in the morning
Working not shirking
Elmer works his magic with painted scraps of nothings
Kaboom from his lab an electric tricycle

E-v-e-ry-b-o-dy wants to to take a ride
E-l-m-er’s beaming with inventions pride


written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005
Produced by Steven Courtney and Fred McNaughton

Steven: vocals, guitar, banjo, drums, drum programming, percussion, percussion programming, bass.
Phredd: vocals, ukulele, drill, ratchet, hammer, wrench, sound effects, sound effects programming, explosions.
Zachery: vocals, shouts, tools, tool programming, engineering assistance
Keilah: vocals, vocal programming

JUMPING JACK GOLDFISH
Jumping Jack Goldfish Jumped out of his fish dish
To do five jumping jacks was his only fish wish
Go Jack Go
Don’t give up, Don’t give up
Go Jack Go
Don’t give up, Don’t give up
Go Jack Go
Don’t give up, Don’t give up
Jump
Kerplopp, back inside his fish dish

written by Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, bass, trumpet, rainstick, tambourine, drums, drum programming, programming programming, ratchet

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
Do a jumping jack after I yell the number and count off the “Jumps”, then fall back down in your seat when I say kerplopp.

STUFFY HUNT
If you meet a stuffy out in the wild
Remember Phredd Phurman’s five rules
That he’s kept since a child
And Since I’m from Down Under we’ll recount them back to front
Then you’ll know what to do, mate, when you’re on a stuffy hunt

One - take after that stuffy like a lizard flat out drinking (this is an Australian Phrase meaning run really really fast)
Two - cover their eyes, it’ll reduce their stress
Three - hug them close, don’t let them get away
Four - look at the camera and say, “Danger! Danger!! Danger!!!”
Five - tell them you love them in a funny little voice, “I love you little stuffed animal, I love you little stuffed animal.”

written by Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd Phurman: vocals, kazoo
Phredd: vocals, kazoo, guitar, ukulele, keyboards, keyboard bass, bohdran, bass drum, triangle, tambourine,
Keilah: vocals, shouts
Zachery: vocals, shouts

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
When Phredd Phurman sings, “take after that stuffy like a lizard flat out drinking.” run in place, real fast.
When Phredd Phurman sings, “cover their eyes, it’ll reduce their stress” cover the eyes of your favorite stuffy.
When Phredd Phurman sings, “hug them close, don’t let them get away”, hug your favorite stuffy real close.
When Phredd Phurman sings, “look at the camera and say, ‘Danger! Danger!! Danger!!!’”, pretend you are the cameraman for Phredd Phurman and roll that tape.
When Phredd Phurman sings, “tell them you love them in a funny little voice, ‘I love you little stuffed animal, I love you little stuffed animal.’” hold your favorite stuffed animal up in front of your face and tell him you love him, three times.

When you say hunt, march in place.

SLED DOGS
If I don't come back
If you don't hear from me by two
Send out the sled dogs
They'll know what to do

I went on a journey
To Timbuktu
But the weatherman
Said things could get blue

So I made a left instead
straight for Madagascar
It's beside Africa
Really not that far

If I don't come back
If you don't hear from me by two
Send out the sled dogs
They'll know what to do

When it's time for lunch
I think I'll go Chinese
I'll see you in Beijing
Schezuan chicken please

And if I see a Yeti
I'll be scared you bet
But I'll try and send a postcard
From my outpost in Tibet

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitars, bass, drums, drum programming, keys, key programming, pocket trumpet

I CHOOSE LOVE
Wouldn’t it be great if you could fly?
Jump off a sky scraper and not die
With a single thought just soar into the sky
Wouldn’t it be great if you could fly?
Wouldn’t it be great if you could fly?

Wouldn’t it be neat if you could shrink?
Small as a lash inside a wink
Be any size you want in just a blink
Wouldn’t it be neat if you could shrink?
Wouldn’t it be neat if you could shrink?

But if I could I think I would choose love
It wouldn’t be to disappear or shrink or fly above
all the troubles we have here on earth
Love can save our planet what’s that worth
Love’s the greatest thing any hero could use
Love’s the Superpower I would choose
Love’s the Superpower I would choose

Wouldn’t it be cool to disappear?
To be inside the room, but not be here
To be invisible, yeah, completely clear
Wouldn’t it be cool to disappear?
Wouldn’t it be cool to disappear?

But if I could I think I would choose love
It wouldn’t be to disappear or shrink or fly above
all the troubles we have here on earth
Love can save our planet what’s that worth
Love’s the greatest thing any hero could use
Love’s the Superpower I would choose
Love’s the Superpower I would choose

I choose love, I choose love, I choose love
Love’s the greatest thing any hero could use
Love’s the Superpower I would choose
Love’s the Superpower I would choose

I choose love (God is Love), I choose love (God is Love), I choose love (God is Love)
Love’s the greatest thing any hero could use
Love’s the Superpower I would choose
Love’s the Superpower I would choose

written by Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, ukulele, bass, drums, tambourine, percussion
Keilah: vocals

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
Wouldn’t it be great if you could fly? Put out your arms like you are flying.
Wouldn’t it be neat if you could shrink? Rap yourself up as small as you possibly can
Wouldn’t it be cool to disappear? Disappear!

PIZZA PIE GUY
A big pizza pie hit me in the eye now I can fly
I'm the Pizza Pie Guy

A big pepperoni and some extra cheese
I'm firm but kinda doughy, strong as anchovies

I'm the Pizza Pie Guy
I-yi-yi-yi
I'm the Pizza Pie Guy
I-yi-yi-yi

I-yi-yi-yo
I-yi-yi-yo-yo
I-yi-yi-yo
I-yi-yi-yo

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitars, keyboards, bass, drums, zither, tambourine
Keilah: vocals, shouts
Zachery: shouts
Emmitt: shouts
Tom: shouts

JUMP (HIP HOORAY)
Oh, you can jump if you have joy, Oh you can jump (Hip Hooray)
You can jump if you have joy, Oh you can jump (Hip Hooray)
Oh you can jump
You can jump
You can jump if you have joy, Oh you can jump (Hip Hooray)
Oh, you can hop if you have hope, Oh you can hop (Hip Hooray)
You can hop if you have hope, Oh you can hop (Hip Hooray)
Oh you can hop
You can hop
You can hop if you have hope, Oh you can hop (Hip Hooray)

Oh, you can leap if you have love, Oh you can leap (Hip Hooray)
You can leap if you have love, Oh you can leap (Hip Hooray)
Oh you can leap
You can leap
You can leap if you have love, Oh you can leap (Hip Hooray)

Oh you can jump, jump, jump
You can hop, hop, hop
You can leap, leap, leap
Please don’t stop
Oh you can jump, jump, jump
You can hop, hop, hop
You can leap, leap, leap
Please don’t stop

(Hip Hooray)
Please don’t stop
(Hip Hooray)
Please don’t stop
(Hip Hooray)
Please don’t stop
(Hip Hooray)

written by Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, ukulele, bass, pots, pans, salsa jar, spoon, slide whistle, mouth drums.
Zachery: Hip Hoorays

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
When I say jump, you jump, two feet straight up in the air.
When I say hop, you hop, one foot straight up in the air.
When I say leap, you leap straight up in the air, lifting your left leg first. While your left leg is coming down, lift your right leg up in the air. Leaping is sort of like running in place straight up in he air while jumping.
When we say (Hip Hooray) cock your arm back and then throw it straight up in the air while shouting Hip Hooray!

THE YAWNING SONG
I'm sooooooooooo tired
my eyes feel like lead
I'm sooooooooo tired
I'm want to go to bed
I'm so tired I fear my dreams are dawning
I'm sooooo tired
I can't stop yawning

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, harp, keyboard, flute, yawns, yawn programming

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
No yawning.

ZOOBAH ZOOBAH DIGGITY ZOOM
Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah-diggitty
Diggitty-doo-dah
Diggitty-zoobah
Zoobah-doo-bah-diggitty

Diggity Diggity doo-dah Diggity
Zoobah Zoobah Diggity Zoom
Ha-Ha Diggity
Zoobah Diggity
Ha-Ha Zoobah Diggity Zoom
Ha-Ha Doo-Dah Zoobah Rah Rah
Hot Dog Diggity Zoobah Zoom
Zoom Zoom Zoom , Zoom Zoom Zoom , Zoom Zoom Zoom , Zoom Zoom Zoom
Zoom

Ha Ha Doo-Dah Diggity Zoom
Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah Zoobah-diggitty
Zoom Zoom Zoom Zoobah-diggitty
Zoobah Diggity Who-Ha Diggity
Zoom Zoom Hot Dog Diggity Doo
Ha-Ha Doo-Dah Who-Ha Uh-uh
Who-Ha Zoobah Diggity Zoom, Diggity Zoom, Diggity Zoom

Zoobah Zoobah Diggity Zoom !!!

written by Fred McNaughton
© Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, hand claps, scissors, water bottle, water cooler jug, big beat box, hula hoop, tape dispenser

MEET THE TROLLS
Ladies and gentlemen
Come and gather round
We went on a journey
This is what we found

A troll named Vinnie
And one named Toad
A little one named Wanda
One named Eckenrode

Trolls are funny beings
You'd think they'd collect tolls
A little nickel troll toll
For their little troll toll bowl
Yes, a little nickel troll toll
For their little troll toll bowl

Ladies and gentlemen
Come and gather round
We looked under the trolley
And trolls are what we found

A troll named Albert
A Steven and a Fred
All sleeping quite soundly
In a triple decker bed
Yes, they’re sleeping quite soundly
In a triple decker bed

Now you might think we're finished
But we're nowhere near being through
There's Ivan and there's Jilly
And there's Deklan and there's Stu

A troll named Arnold
A Steven and a Fred
All sleeping quite soundly
In a triple decker bed
Yes, they’re sleeping quite soundly
In a triple decker bed

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, mandolin, bass, keys, trumpet

JAKE THE GIANT
Jake the Giant
Jake the Giant

Who is he ?
He’s a fe-fi-fo
Who lived long ago
He couldn’t buy shoes
So he wore canoes

What’s he do ?
He love to song sing
boddabing, boddabing
He worked for the king
Doing any old thing

Everybody say fe, fi, fo
fe-fi-fo
Everybody now
fe-fi-fo, fe-fi-fo
And on we go

Where’d he go ?
He flew home to mom
To dress for the prom
You should’ve seen that
Giant dressed like a cat

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Produced by Steven Courtney

Phredd: vocals
Steven: vocals, drums, drum programming, keyboard, guitar, bass, bass programming

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
When I sing Jake the Giant, wave your arms back and forth, above your head, from side to side.

My First Haircut
Where in the world did they put all my hair?
Where in the world did they put all my hair?

Saturday morning I wait in the chair
Charlie the barber has much to prepare

The smell of tonic and combs in the jar
It's my first haircut, I'm scared so far

All these old geezers are staring at me
That giant bib from my neck to my knee

Looking in the mirror gives me quite a scare
Where in the world did they put all my hair?
Where did they put all my hair?
All my hair
All my hair
All my hair

When dad said, "a haircut" I thought, "this could be fun"
But that wasn't when I was reflecting the sun
I really like my hair I like it as it was before
All my curly locks are littering the floor
They are now there littering the floor
On the floor
On the floor
On the floor

Where in the world did they put all my hair?
Where in the world did they put all my hair?
On the floor
On the floor
On the floor
All my hair’s on the floor on the floor on the floor on the floor
All my hair’s on the floor

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, ukulele, guitar, banjo, bass, drums, percussion, harmonica
Keilah: vocals

Picture Day
Last night I took a bath
Today I combed my hair
I put on my best shirt
I said a little prayer

I'm hoping I do better
Than I did last year
It's that time again
Picture day is here

chorus
Picture Day
Close your eyes
Picture Day
Stick out your tongue
Picture Day
Try not to cry
Picture Day
Your cowlick's sprung

The photographer
Says smile for me please
My cheeks are like rubber
I grin and say cheese
My pics come back
In a month or so
My eyes are crossed
And my nose needs blowed

chorus
Picture Day
Close your eyes
Picture Day
Stick out your tongue
Picture Day
Try not to cry
Picture Day
Your cowlick's sprung

Hey Hey
Smile and say “Cheese”
Hey Hey Hey
Comb your hair please
Hey Hey
Look here Charlie Brown
Hey Hey Hey
Try not to look down
Hey Hey
Smile and say “Cheese”
Hey Hey Hey
Comb your hair please
Hey Hey
Look here Charlie Brown
Hey Hey Hey
Try not to look down
Hey Hey
Try not to look down
Hey Hey Hey
“I said, don’t look down!”

chorus
Picture Day
Close your eyes
Picture Day
Stick out your tongue
Picture Day
Try not to cry
Picture Day
Your cowlick's sprung

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, bass, drums, pictures, flash, flash programming

MOTION IDEA ALERT!
Make funny faces for the camera.

IF COFFEE SMELLS SO GOOD WHY DOES IT TASTE SO BAD?
I've got this nagging question
I posed it to me dad
I'm losing sleep at night
It's driving me half mad
Is it just the latest craze
Some hip new-fashioned fad
If coffee smells so good
Why does it taste so bad ?

C-O-F-F-E-E
Think I'd rather drink iced tea
C-O-F-F-E-E
Why in the world do we drink coffee?
O Why in the world do we drink coffee?

I've got this nagging question
I posed it to me mum
It's all I think about
It’s making me look dumb
I asked my Uncle Clancy
I asked his brother Chad
If coffee smells so good
Why does it taste so bad?

C-O-F-F-E-E
Think I'd rather drink iced tea
C-O-F-F-E-E
Why in the world do we drink coffee?
O Why in the world do we drink coffee?

If coffee smells so good
Then you think it would
Taste so good to me
Not blech! and acidy
Coffee smells so fine
But tastes like turpentine
It makes me want to yell
Cause I really like the smell

I've got this nagging question
I'll pose it to you now
I'll put it to you plainly
Only way that I know how
Does it makes good sense to you
Enlighten me just a tad
If Coffee smells one way
Why does it taste so bad?

C-O-F-F-E-E
Think I'd rather drink iced tea
C-O-F-F-E-E
Why in the world do we drink coffee?
O Why in the world do we drink coffee?

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, strumstick, bohdran, pennywhistle, bass drum, coffee, coffee pot programming

William Watermelon
This is the story
or actually just a poem
or more like the movie
about William Watermelon

And if it were a sequel
there would be no equal
this truth in which we speakqual
about William Watermelon

Now this is a sidebar
bout William's friend Joe
He's a cantaloupe
That some of you may know

Joe Cantaloupe
Cause he's already married
William thinks that's funny
But his results may vary

William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
Putooey tooey tah
Putooey tooey tah

He's hoping for a bumper crop
Which is a little scary
Cause tending that big garden
Could get a little hairy

William and Joe
Have it made in the shade
But watch out for the rain
Cause melon juice is made

William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
Putooey tooey tah
Putooey tooey tah

William Watermelon
There is just no telling
What you may be selling in the farmer’s patch today
William Watermelon
There’s no use in yelling
We’re not buying what you’re selling
No matter what the pay

William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
William Watermelon William Watermelon William Watermelon
Don’t forget to spit the seeds
Putooey tooey tah
Putooey tooey tah

This was the story
or actually just a poem
or maybe the movie
about William Watermelon
William Watermelon
William Watermelon

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, guitar, guitars, more guitars, bass, drums, organ, keyboards, seed spitting, seed spitting programming

43 Monkeys
43 monkeys tried to steal my song
I told them, “so long.”

So long!

written by Steven Courtney © & ® We Can’t Find A Name publishing
and Fred McNaughton © & ® Big Deal Music 2005

Phredd: vocals, ukulele
Hobie Dunderrcatt: tubaphone, tuba, tuba programming

The CD PHREDDERIFFIC could not have happened without the contributions and support of some of my favorite people.

My dear friend Steven Courtney. We wrote many of these songs together during the wee hours, sitting, squinting at our computer screens, trying not to laugh so loud as to wake up our families. We sent emails back and forth, tag teaming lines to one another. The chief goal; to crack each other up, the final result; some of our best songs that are fun, joyful, creative stories, or actually just poems, or no, more like movies, ok, no, I know, they are like soundtracks to movies about poems and stories that should be made.

My daughter Keilah. Her voice and companionship during recording and concerts has been one of the biggest encouragements to me and highlights of my life. She made a huge contribution to this project by her voice alone, but also offering input, critique and encouragement. And she let me borrow her strumstick too.

My son Zachery. If you could name a boy, Joy, that would be his name, because that’s what he exudes 24/7. His singing and shouting add that joy to these songs, many of which were recorded with him climbing all over me or coloring pictures and reading books beside me.

My buddy Marty Shaugnessy. His visual artistry is second only to his friendship and great character.

Tim and Barbel Landis. They gave me the funny, stretchy orange hat and then Barbel snapped the picture. When she sent it to me I told her, thanks for taking my next album cover. I wasn’t kidding.

Edward VanLandeghem who has such a gentle, kind and friendly spirit and who always offers me encouragement and fabulous mastering.

My son Ethan who never got to play bass on the songs, but let me use his bass anyway.

My son Emmitt who’s voice changed right before recording began. He let me record outside his room and always turned down his soundsystem. He also has done tons of work at concerts.

My son Tom who wanted to sing on this project until I put the mic in front of him and started recording.

My son Elijah and my daughter Charity who have always encouraged me to make silly music. Their ears and observations helped immensely.

Lisa Landis and her son Alex who thought the songs were good but thought some of them weren’t finished yet.

All my co-workers who put up with my singing and acting goofy. Especially Stacey and Ann.

Kurt and Karen for so much I can’t even say.

My wife Sharon whose love is more than I deserve.

I love Jesus with all my heart. He’s the reason I sing for children. He shines his light through me. Thanks Jesus, there isn’t anything better than singing for children and their families.