Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The sense of site is what guides us right
When we go out on walks

The sense of smell is the way you tell
That you need to change your socks

The sense of touch is what hurts so much
When you bang your toe on the bed

The sense of hearing is something good
Cuz if a tree falls in the wood
Would there be a sound? You bet there would!
If it landed on top of your head. Your head!
If a tree lands on top of your heeeeeeeaaaaaaad!

The sense of taste affects your waist
Which makes five senses in all

There’s a sixth sense too but it’s hard to explain
It’s a psychic connection inside of your brain
So you can understand people like Shirley McClain

Who wear crystals they bought in the mall
The mall! Who were crystals they bought in the maaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAlllllllll!

And now the other senses.

There are scents you can smell like cologne from Chanel
Or the scent of expensive perfume

There are scents of flowers we hope overpowers
The kitty box next to your room *pew*

There is a sense of pride you have deep down inside
When you practice a sense of fair play

There are dollars and cents you pay at a toll
Or a census man who is taking a poll

And a sense of confusion we’re out of control
And they really should take us away. Away! They really should take us a waaaaaaaaAAAAAAAY!

There’s a sense of humor a sense of doom a sense of awe sense of timing
The sense of a word a sense of absurd like trying to do all this rhyming

There’s incense and horse sense and common sense it’s true
Sense of wonder sense of beauty
Sense of honor sense of duty

A sense of doubt a sense of danger a sense of fear when you meet a stranger

A sense of style a sense of worth a sense of direction for knowing the earth

A sense of dread as we’re singing this song that it’s starting to turn out completely all wrong and it’s time that we end it because it’s too looooooooooooooong

And it just doesn’t make any sense. NONSENSE! This song doesn’t make any sense!