BNL's Magic Raisins

How many of you have the "Snacktime" album by the Barenaked Ladies?  If you don't know what I'm talking about, head to your local library and snatch that sucker up to load into your iPod.  Or, if you're less broke and therefore less worried about where your money goes than I am, go ahead and buy it.

Best.  Kids' CD.  Ever.

Come to think of it, this is one that we actually shelled out the money for.  No, I'm not even a little sorry.  Totally worth the $10 we paid.  I get the songs stuck in my head all the time.  And they're not even annoying!

My personal favorite is track #4: "Raisins."  It has a bazillion lyrics and a fun little beat, paired with some most excellent whistling.  It's in my head, like, all the time.

Why, you may ask, does this matter?  Because, my friends, "Raisins" is a magical song.  I kid you not.  No matter what has happened to make The Princess sad, upset, grumpy, what-have-you, this song makes it all better.  All I have to do is pick her up and start singing "Raisins," and by the time it's over, she's all better.  Smiling.  Laughing, even!

I can't think of a cooler (or catchier!) remedy for sad-mad-grumpy kiddohead.

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Raisins come from grapes;
People come from apes;
I come from Canada.
I came in first place
in a nonexistant race
to rebuild the parthenon.

The parthenon's in Greece,
but what's in Grease 2? 
I can't keep my movies straight.
When I make mistakes,
I use a lot of salt,
'cause salt makes mistakes taste great.

I don't want to be a bother, but I think you're in my seat.

[fun whistling verse]

I've got orange pants;
I wear them when I dance,
but I don't get out that much.
You are just too loud;
I passed you in a crowd;
Thank you, and keep in touch.

I don't speak Chinese,
not even words like "please," "thank you," or "how are you,"
but I can parler (sp?) Francais;
I parlered it today...
it seemed like the thing to do.

I don't want to be a bother, but I think the phone's for you.

[more fun whistling to the end]