Lyrics

I like broccoli
Don’t care if you disagree
I use towels and the reason why
I use them is ’cause they make me dry
My grandma is a bus driver
She likes broccoli and buses, you liar
My grandpa is a wet diver
He hates my grandma but likes
Broccoli on fire

Broccoli on fire
Broccoli on fire

I don’t like ping-pong balls
They are so tiny on Niagara Falls
I hate oceans ’cause they are too deep
And they’re too wet and I might meet
My grandfather who’s divin’ with the fish (With the fish)
I hope I’ll never see a bus on my dish (On my dish)
And I don’t order taxi drivers
‘Cause they all hate my broccoli-grandma on fire

Grandma on fire
Grandma on fire

One broccoli a day keeps all the apples away
One grandma a day keeps all the grandpas away
One bus a day keeps all the taxis away
One day keeps all the fishes away

Oh, I’m on fire
I’m on fire
Broccoli on fire
I’m on fire
One broccoli
Grandma on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
Broccoli on fire
Oh, I’m on fire
One broccoli
I’m on fire
Broccoli on fire