Pie on the Ceiling Fuss

Oh, gather round, friends, let me spin you a yarn There once was a fella, tall as a beanpole, slim Tried to bake a pie for his sweetheart so trim He mixed up the flour with a bucket of glue Stuck his hand in the bowl, couldn't pull it free Boo-hoo! Ha-ha! Oh, what a mess, what a jolly old fuss Pie on the ceiling, feathers in the crust Laugh till you cry, stomp your feet with glee Life's one big tumble, come on, let's go Dance with me He chased that doe round the kitchen so wild It bounced off the walls like a mischievous child But neighbors slipped in now both on their knees Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Ha-ha! Oh, what a mess, what a jolly old fuss Pie on the ceiling, feathers in the crust Laugh till you cry, stomp your feet with glee Life's one big tumble, come dance with me Finally free they howled at the sight A pie bird high bird high bird high bird high bird Ready to take flight Fella grinned wide said darling it's yours She tasted a nibble and begged for some more Ha-ha! Oh, what a mess, what a jolly old fuss Pie on the ceiling, feathers in the crust Laugh till you cry, stomp your feet with glee Life's one big tumble, come dance with me Ha-ha! Oh, what a mess, what a jolly old fuss Pie on the ceiling, feathers in the crust Laugh till you cry, stomp your feet with glee Life's one big tumble, come dance with me Ha-ha! Oh, what a mess, what a jolly old fuss Pie on the ceiling feathers in the crust So here's to the blunders the slips and the spills They make the best stories give joy that thrills Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha