The one I just heard was, “I like heaven becaaaauuuaaause there’s no puking in heaeaeaeaveeeeen. And not hachooing. And no sneezing. And no coughing. And no crying. And no being saaaaaaaaad.”
Now he’s singing, “Soldiers are not extinct yet. Or horses or whaaaaaales. Super T isn’t extinct yet eitherrrrrrr. And Mr. Incredibbbbbbllllleee…. I love you Mom. I love you all. I love everyboddddyyyyyy in my famileeeeee every daaaaaayyyyy. Super T movie is not real but the movie is not real. Or it’s getting maked or it’s made already or their putting it on the case buuuuuut it’s already mixed up with Super T and Super Woofy. Super Woofy is my favorite movie…. Bubble gum is my favorite. You will die if you eat my bubble gumm… (blows fake bubble gum) You will die with my bubble gum. Because POP. It will go in your eyes and then you will die. I’m done with my picture. I’m not done with my picture but it’s already dooooone but I’m gonna make another one because it’s so fun to do maaaaarkers. I always need it because it’s a pokey fing that I need to be next to someday.”
Goodness. I don’t like where it takes me when I try to psychoanalyze the songs of a three year old.