t's fun to run, it's fun to play, It's fun to eat your mother's face, It's fun to fill your car with gas, It's fun to break.... things made of glass!
It's fun to spray yourself with Mace It's fun to squeeze your mothers face It's fun to mow your daddies Grass It's fun to break.... things made of glass
But broken glass can cut your hand, And then you'll bleed across the land, Ask any woman, child or man, About the dangers Of broken glass... Broken Glass....
I like nice girls with gum disease I like to tickle peoples knees Don't tell me no just tell me yes And then we'll break.... things made of glass
Sometimes I put on special pants And then I board a plane to France When I arrive I start to dance And then I break....things made of glass
Yeah I know that dance doesn't rhyme with glass So What Cha gonna about it huh
But broken glass will tell you lies Bleed your soul and blind your eyes Like a demon with a side of fries You better be aware.... of broken glass Of broken glass glass
Mmm, children that glass sure does look delicious, doesn't it? But you can't eat it. 'cause broken glass is not a food, So don't you listen to some dude, Who says put cheese on broken glass, And make a sand-a-wich! Out of broken glass...
Let's sing a song about broken glass, I'll help you write it after class, There is no song that can surpass About broken glass...