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These are the songs featured on this page:

Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy

Stinky Wizzleteats
Hello, boys and girls, this is your old pal Stinky Wizzleteats. This is a song about a whale - no! This is a song about being happy. That's right! It's the Happy Happy Joy Joy song!
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy
Stinky Wizzleteats
I don't think you're happy enough. That's right! I'll teach you to be happy. I'll teach your grandmother to suck eggs.
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy
Stinky Wizzleteats
If'n you ain't the granddaddy of all liars. The little critters of nature they don't know that they're ugly. That's very funny! A fly marrying a bumblebee. I told you I'd shoot! But you didn't believe me. Why didn't you believe me?
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Happy Happy
Happy Happy Happy Happy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy

Kilted Yaksmen Anthem
Stimpy
Remember the royal anthem of the kilted yaksmen!

Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses...
And we have to clean-up after them
And our saddle sores are the best.
We proudly wear women's clothing.
And searing sand blows up our skirts.
Ren and Stimpy
And buzzards, they soar overhead.
And poisonous snakes devour us whole.
Our bones will bleach in the sun.
Stimpy
That's it!
Ren and Stimpy
And we will probably go to * * * *.
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen
Stimpy
Come on everybody

Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses
And we have to clean-up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear women's clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts
And buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes devour us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun
And we will probably go to * * * *
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen


Log Theme
Announcer
Parlez vous Francais? Non. Then you need the all-new International Log. Just pull its twig and you'll turn your Log into a talking tree fluent in five foreign tongues. There's French.
French Sexy Girl
Allez-vien mon coo-coo!
Announcer
German
German Guy
Raspeduch, strudel.
Announcer
Spanish
Mr. Horse
Las cucarachas entran pero no peuden salir!
Announcer
Svenish
Sven
I am a bearded lady.
Announcer
And of course New York-ese
New Yorker
Hey, can't you see I'm walking?
Announcer
Yes, Log. All nations love Log. So, hurry now to your local store and be the first in your country to have the International Log.
Singers
What rolls down stairs,
Alone or in pairs...
Rolls over your neighbour's dog?
What's great for a snack
And fits on your back?
It's Log! Log! Log!
It's Lo-og, it's Lo-og
It's big, it's heavy
It's wood!
It's Lo-og, it's Lo-og
It's better than bad
It's good!!!
French Girl
Tout le monde aime le Log!
Sven
Yah. It's really fun.
New Yorker
I got your Log right here.
Singers
Everyone want's a...
Everyone needs a...
You're gonna love it
Log.
Mr. Horse
Yes sir, I like it!

Don't Whiz on the Electric Fence
When nature's callin'
Don't be stallin'
Use your common sense
Before your let if flow
Find a place to go
Just don't whiz on the electric fence
If you're gonna explode
You can use the commode
of igloos, cave dwellings or tents
No need to explain when you gotta drain
Just don't whiz on the electric fence
You can swizzle on the sofa
Piddle in the air
Tinkle in the toilet
That's why it is there
You can let in rain
In the breakfast lane
While waving at ladies and gents
Just don't whiz on...
Don't whiz on
Don't whiz on the electric fence
 

Muddy Mudskipper

Singers
Who's the greatest mudskipper of them all?
Who can skip thru the mud with the greatest of ease?
What kind of wonderful guy?
Who can crawl like a dog without scraping his knees?
Who's got seg-ment-ed eyes?
It's Muddy Mud-Skipper!
It's Muddy!
Mud-Skipper
It's the Muddy!
Mm-ud Ski-pper show!!