It's fun to run, it's fun to play
It's fun to make things out of clay
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 mother's face
It's fun to mow your daddy's grass
It's fun to break things made of glass
Broken glass can cut your hand
And then you'll bleed across the land
Ask any woman, child or man
The dangers you could pass
With broken glass
With 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, whatcha gonna do 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 beware of broken glass
Of broken glass
(Children, that glass sure looks 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
Broken glass isn't good for your tummy
Although you may think it's kind of yummy
Don't eat that glass, don't be a dummy
Just stay in school and don't eat broken glass
Don't eat 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
The song we sing
About 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
The song we sing
(About broken glass)
It's fun to make things out of clay
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 mother's face
It's fun to mow your daddy's grass
It's fun to break things made of glass
Broken glass can cut your hand
And then you'll bleed across the land
Ask any woman, child or man
The dangers you could pass
With broken glass
With 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, whatcha gonna do 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 beware of broken glass
Of broken glass
(Children, that glass sure looks 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
Broken glass isn't good for your tummy
Although you may think it's kind of yummy
Don't eat that glass, don't be a dummy
Just stay in school and don't eat broken glass
Don't eat 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
The song we sing
About 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
The song we sing
(About broken glass)