Fraggle Rock Songs

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Per Christian Lilleby for the time and effort
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1 Fraggle Rock Theme
2 Follow Me
3 Listen to Convincing John
4 Doozer Knitting Song
5 Do It On My Own
6 Wemblin' Fool
7 Why?
8 Lost and Found
9 Workin', Workin'
10 Catch the Tail by the Tiger
11 Dum of a Son of a Gun
12 Brave Boy Jump Up
13 Muck and Goo
14 The Friendship Song
15 Fraggle Rock Rock
16 Thimble Beetle Song
17 Easy is the Only Way to Go
18 The Medley

Fraggle Rock Theme
By: The Fraggles and Doozers

Dance your cares away,
Worry's for another day.
Let the music play,
Down at Fraggle Rock.

Work your cares away,
Dancing's for another day.
Let the Fraggles play,
We're Gobo, Mokey, Wembley, Boober, Red.

Follow Me
By: Uncle Matt and Gobo

Every day the world begins again
Sunny skies or rain
Come and follow me
Every sunrise shows me more and more
So much to explore
Come and follow me

Every morning, every day
Every evening, calling me away

While the sun goes 'round I'll still be found
Following the sound
Something's calling me
When the world goes drifting back to bed
Memories in my head
Wonders follow me

Listen to Convincing John - (Don't Eat Towers)
By: Convincing John and the Fragglettes

Listen to Convincing John,
And all your troubles will be gone.
He's gonna tell it, spell it, sell it, Just for you.

Now then listen to me Fraggles.
Give your Fraggle mouths a-waggle.
You can chew a Doozer tower till you're blue (you're blue).

But there's a mighty day a coming,
When the food will hit your tummy,
And you'll know that what I'm telling you is true (is true).

So if you want to get ahold of something extra good as gold,
You gotta stop and give a thought to what you do (what you do).
Never eat another tower till I tell you what it's doing to you.

Listen to Convincing John,
And all your troubles will be gone.
He's gonna tell it, spell it, sell it, Just for you.

Well you eat a Doozer tower,
And it's as pretty as a flower,
And a flower's what you pick up in a field (a field),
But the field can have a hole,
And you can fall in while you stroll,
And a Gorg can come along to find a meal (a meal),
And he can pack you in a sack,
And you can try to scramble back,
But then you'll never, ever, ever get free (get free),
'Cause every time you eat a tower you'll be shut up for eternity.

Listen to Convincing John,
And all your troubles will be gone.
He's gonna tell it, spell it, sell it,
Just for you.

And if you want to hear a story,
That is horrible and gory,
Let me tell you about a Fraggle I knew (I knew).

He was sitting on a byway,
Eating up a Doozer highway,
In the way a hungry Fraggle will do (will do).

Then he started in a-changing and he started rearranging,
And I promise you this story is true (is true).
By the time it was done he was a human being through and through.

Listen to Convincing John,
And all your troubles will be gone.
He's gonna tell it, spell it, sell it, (but don't eat it!),
Just for you.

Doozer Knitting Song
Ny: The Doozers

It's neat and it's sweet.
It's a ding dong treat,
Knittin' socks for little feet.
Just sittin' with your knittin' all day long.

You know, knittin's friendly,
And knittin's fun.
Knittin's good for everyone,
And that is why we sing this knittin' song.

Well it's knit one pearl two.
What's a Doozer gonna do,
With a gol-darn,
Ball of yarn?
It's stitch three drop four.
Pitch that knittin' out the door right now.

There's a green, there's a red.
There's a knot in my thread.
A knitter needs his noggin read,
So don't come 'round and speak to me of yarn.

You can k-nit all day and k-nothin' fits.
'Cause only k-nitwits like to k-nit,
And k-nittin' k-needles just ain't worth a darn.

Well it's knit one pearl two.
What's a Doozer gonna do,
With a gol-darn,
Ball of yarn?
It's stitch three drop four.
Pitch that knittin' out the door right now.

Do It On My Own
By: Red and the Fraggles

Well, I can paint and I can sew and I can sweep it clean.
I can pop the popcorn.
I can fill the pop machine.
I can even be the diving queen.

I can do it on my own. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
I can do it. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
On my own (Do it, do it. On your own.) I can do it on my own

I can build a grand stand,
For the fans from near and far.
I can be the band, because I play a mean guitar.
I can even be the swimming star.

I can do it on my own. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Yes I can. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
On my own. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
I can do it on my own.

Don't pretend that you can bake and race and bang a hammer.
Why pretend when you want the best,
And we all know that I am her.
Don't pretend that no one else has got abilities.
I don't need pretending all I need is me, me, me!

I can swim and I can win,
'Cause I'm the referee.
I can give myself the prize for popularity.
I can even shout, "Hooray for me!"

I can do it on my own. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Yes I can. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Gonna do it. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
On my own. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Stand back. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Look out. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
Gonna do it. (Do it, do it. On your own.)
I can do it on my own.

Wemblin' Fool
By: Gobo and Wembley

Well, when I'm wembling west,
I take the friend I like best,
So we can wemble, wemble, wemble side by side.
And when we're wembling south,
We stick our feet in our mouth,
And we just wemble, wemble, wemble as we ride.

So now it's doodley do, doodley doo,
Do, doodley doo,
Bop, boobley boo,
'Cause a wembling song can't go wrong.
Yes, it's a doodley do, doodley doo,
Do, doodley doo bop, boobley boo,
Just wembling on.

We wemble most to the east,
And north we wemble the least,
But still we wemble, wemble, wemble along.
Come on and wemble and you'll,
Be just a wembling fool,
'Cause that's the wemble, womble, wembling song.

And it's a doodley, doodley doo,
Do, doodley doo bop, boobley boo,
Because a wembling song can't go wrong.
Yes it's a doodley doodley doo,
Do, doodley doo bop, boobley boo,
Just wembling on.

Why?
By: Mokey

Sometimes I'm alone,
Sitting on my very own,
Trying to find a simple kind of clue.

And I would like to know,
Why the Doozers move me so,
Doing all the things that Doozers do.

Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
And why do I ask why?

Here I go again.
Why do questions never end?
What keeps callin' all day long to me?

Secrets come and go.
I know we're not the only ones.
Sometimes magic, sometimes only me.

Why do caterpillars crawl?
Why is there a sky?
Why is there a world at all?
Any why do I ask why?

Lost and Found
By: The Fraggles

You don't know how it tastes until you try.
You don't know how to laugh till you cry.
You don't know where you've been till you're homeward bound,
And you don't know what you've lost until it's found.

(Yodel)

Once I thought the world was made for me.
Once I thought experience was free.
Never knew you'd have to pay the price,
Then I found you sometimes pay it twice.

Now I've done some living and I know,
Everything you gain is bound to go.
Then one day my luck just turned around.
The thing I loved and lost is lost and found.

Workin', Workin'
By: The Fraggles and the Doozers

Wake up in the morning, get yourself to work.
Fraggles never fool around, Fraggles never shirk.
Your duty's always waiting, and duty must be done.
There's Ping-Pong games that must be played,
And songs that must be sung.

Workin' (x's 8)

I'd like to tell the story of what my work is for.
A tail of toil and gathering and radishes and more.
But don't forget my mighty job the lonely tough routine.
I dive and crash and swim and splash to keep the water clean.

Workin' (x's 16)

When I was just a baby, Pappy used to roam.
Mama told me, Sonny boy, your work won't be at home.
Go to were your going, come back when you've been.
Get out that door, explore, explore and bring back pink ice cream.
And you'll be workin'

Workin' (x's 8)

Give me work that's boring, boring to the core.
A job that goes on much too long and then goes on some more.
The work I think I'll work at,
Or else I think I won't,
Well it's sort of something that you do,
Unless you maybe don't?
And you'll be workin'

Workin' (x's 9)

Wake up in the morning, get yourself to work.
Fraggles never fool around, Fraggles never shirk.
Your duty's always waiting, duty must be done.
There's Ping-Pong games that must be played,
And songs that must be sung
And you'll be workin'

Workin' ...

Catch the Tail by the Tiger
By: Gobo and Wembley

"Let me explain something to ya," Gobo.

No one knows where we're going.
No one knows where we've been.
Strangers follow us, dangers fall on us.
Life play tricks and they're mean.

Only one thing can save us.
Only one thing will do.
Stand up nice and straight, don't capitulate.
Courage lives and it's you.

Catch a tail by the tiger.
Take the horns by the bull.
A bird in need is a friend indeed,
So pull the eyes over the wool.

"Uh, Gobo, I think you got it backwards. The saying is
that you gotta catch a tiger by the tail," (Wembley.)

"Sure. If you want to do it the easy way.
On the other hand, if you really want bravery,
then you gotta," (Gobo.)

Catch a tail by the tiger.
Take the horns by the bull.
A bird in need is a friend indeed,
So pull the eyes over the wool.

Steely gaze in the sunrise.
Lonesome walk in the dawn.
Sometimes lonely, but living only for truth,
When truth may be gone.

Danger lurks at the crossroads.
Shadows loom on the wall.
Sounds behind us and hounds will find us,
And death and taxes and all.

Dum of a Son of a Gun
By: Pa and Junior Gorg

A son, a son,
A dummy for a son.
It's bad enough you huff and puff,
To make a kingdom run.

Why, should I,
Be forced to satisfy,
A witless, wonder, dunder, blunder,
Dummy of a son?

Dum de dum of a son de dum of a gun
De dum of a son de dum of a gun

So come, someone,
And take away my son.
My enemies attack and tease,
Until the kingdom's done.

But worse, I curse,
The wretched Universe,
That brought a witless, dunder, blunder,
Dummy of a son.

My son, my son,
You're stupid as they come.
I taught you all that I recall,
So how come you're so dumb?

I cry, good-bye,
I'll prob'ly go and hide, [???]
But always here behind my rear,
I see my stupid son.

Brave Boy Jump Up
By: The Trash Heap, Philo, Gunge and Wembley

When you're starting to feel some fear,
Make a little thing like a brave boy here.
Jump up, turn around, cross over.

When you're starting to be scared all night,
Brave boy jump up gonna make it right.
Jump up, turn around, cross over.

Here's a spell,
Gonna make you well,
Every time you're telling it, whee!

Jump up, turn around, cross over.
Jump up, turn around, cross over.

Well, come on mister, got to be brave boy.
Sing a little spell.
Gonna feel some joy.

Jump up, turn around, cross over.

Tell your friends, tell your enemies,
Brave boy jump up is bound to please.
Jump up, turn around, cross over.

Here's a spell,
Gonna make you well,
Every time you're telling it, whee!

Jump up, turn around, cross over.

Muck and Goo
By: Red, Uncle Matt, Pa Gorg, etc.

Give me one and give me two,
Cover me with muck and goo.
Give me three and give me four,
Cover me with guck and gore.

One, two, muck and goo,
Down my sock and in my shoe.
Three, four, guck and gore,
Spin me 'round and sing some more.

Give me five and give me six,
Cover me with big, fat sticks.
Give me seven, give me eight.
Cover me with slime and slate.

Five, six and big, fat sticks,
An ice cream cone for me to lick.
Seven, eight, slime and slate,
Sing it now and don't be late.

Give me, give me number nine,
A bag of bones and a ball of twine.
Give me, give me number ten,
Run back home and start again.

Nine, nine, a ball of twine,
First it's yours and then it's mine.
Ten, ten, that's the end,
So run back home and start again.

Run back home and start again.

The Friendship Song
By: Red and Boober

Remember when,
Now and then,
Everything went wrong?
And then our friends would sing,
The friendship song.

Remember, Red?
You and I,
We'd nearly cry,
To know their love was strong,
And by and by,
We'd start to sing along.

We sang,
Try a little longer,
For your friends.
Try a little a stronger,
For your friends.

You work all night.
You work all day.
You still can't keep,
Those worry blues away.

Try a little longer,
For your friends.
Try a little a stronger,
For your friends.

Life comes up.
Life goes down.
There's just one way,
To keep it,
Going 'round.

Try a little longer,
For your friends.
Try a little a stronger,
For your friends. (Repeat)

Remember when,
Now and then,
Everything went wrong?
And then our friends would sing,
The friendship song.

Fraggle Rock Rock
By: Gobo and the Fraggles

Well they threw us in a cage and there's no key.
We gotta find a way that we can get free.
There's just one thing that might be found.
Gotta rock this joint till the bars fall down.

'Cause everybody here's gotta shout till we all break out.
Gotta rock our way to freedom.
Gotta roll right back and seat(?) 'em.
Gotta flip flop skipity hop,
Back to Fraggle Rock.

Mokey took a stick and she banged bars.
Red started rockin' till she seen stars.
Boober blew a harp like a wild thing.
Got myself a guitar and began to sing.

'Cause everybody here gotta shout till we all break out.
We're gonna rock our way to freedom.
We're gonna roll right back and seat(?) 'em.
We're gonna flip flop skipity hop,
Back to Fraggle Rock.

Back, back, back, back, back to Fraggle Rock (3 X's)

Don't need no key don't need bail.
Gonna bust right out of this old jail.
Gonna beat those bars till they drop their locks.
Gonna spring ourselves loose with the Fraggle Rock rock.

Thimble Beetle Song
By: Mokey and Red

See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.

See the beetle sitting on a stone. (repeat)
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone. (repeat)

See the beetle sitting on a stone. (repeat)
See the nimble, Thimblebeetle sitting on a pitted,
spotted stone. (repeat)

See the beetle sitting on a stone. (repeat)
See the little simple, nimble Thimblebeetle's daughters
doing curtsies like they ought'er as they sit in sticky spots
upon a pitted, spotted stone. (repeat)

See the beetle sitting on a stone(repeat)
See the little simple, nimble Thimblebeetle's daughters
doing curtsies like they ought'er as they sit 'n hit n'
spit 'n spat 'n flit 'n flatten flowers on a pitted,
spotted stone. (repeat)

See the beetle sitting on a stone.
See the little Thimblebeetle sitting on a stone.

Easy is the Only Way to Go
By: Phil Fraggle and the Fraggles
Note: Phil Fraggle is Phil Balsam, who did almost all of the music on Fraggle Rock.

We've found the way,
To live on easy street.
No more troubles.
No more cares and woes.
Oh, happy day!
It's made our lives complete.
'Cause easy is the only way to go.
The wa-a-a-a-ay, way to go.

We've found the way (oh, happy day),
To live on easy street (we found the way).
No more troubles (oh, happy night).
No more cares and woes (we saw the light).
Oh, happy days (oh, happy song)!
It's made our lives complete (all cares are gone).
Easy is the only (and now we know),
Way to go (which way to go).
Way, way to go.

The Medley
By: The Fraggles
[Sung in "round" style, it has a lot of "la la"'s and such]

Our melody,
Come and sing it with me.
It's a song where you know you belong.

Our melody,
Come and sing it with me.
'Cause you know we belong to the song.

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