You take a little fruit gum wrapper

And you toss it on the ground,

Mix it up good with a popsicle stick

And an old paper cup you found,

Add an empty tube of toothpaste

And dump it all where all can see,

And you've got a Glop Glop Grungy

Glub Garden

Where the playground used to be.



You take a great big smokey chimney

And puff smoke in the air,

Then mix it up good with a diesel truck

And blow it everywhere,

Now add a dash of hazy sunshine

Peekin' through a skinny yellow tree,

And you've got a Glop Glop Grungy

Glub Garden

Where the flowers used to be.



Makin' a mess may be all right

And quite a sight to see,

But be quite sure before you mess things up

That you can clean up the mess

Before it messes up me.



You take a lot of trash and dump it in the bottom of the sea;

The octopuses and the oysters

Won't complain to you and me,

But someday you might get hungry

For a tuna fish fricassee,

And you've got a Glop Glop Grungy

Glub Garden

Where the ocean used to be.



And you've got a Glop Glop Grungy

Glub Garden

Where the whole world used to be.