Banana Banana Meatball Page

[AUDIO LOGO] Help. Banana. Banana. Meatball. [GUITAR PLAYING] Yeah. Whoo. Ha ha. [RAP MUSIC] Turn, turn, turn it up. Naughty by nature. Turn, turn, turn it up. Patterns in the air. Patterns everywhere. Patterns made of shapes. Patterns made of grapes. Yeah. Patterns on the cheetah. Patterns on my feeder. Patterns in the nap. Patterns in this rap. Yo. That's right. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. All right, cool. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. OK, here's one. Banana, banana. Meatball. Banana, banana. Meatball. Come on. Banana, banana. Meatball. Banana, banana. Meatball. Banana, banana. Meatball. Banana, banana. Meatball. You got it. Turn it up now. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. All right. Yeah. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. OK, here's one. Nod, clap, shake your hips. Nod, clap. Shake your hips. Nod, clap. Shake your hips. Nod, clap. Shake your hips. Nod, clap. Shake your hips. Yeah. Nod, clap. Shake your hips. Bring it back. Come on, y'all. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. All right. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. OK, here's one. Loud, loud, quiet, quiet. Loud, loud, quiet, quiet. Loud, loud. Quiet, quiet. Loud, loud. Quiet, quiet. Loud, loud. Quiet, quiet. Loud, loud, quiet, quiet. Patterns when I walk, patterns when I talk. Patterns in my brain. Patterns down the drain. Yeah. Patterns on my nail, patterns on the snail. Patterns on the walls. Going straight into my eyeballs. Glads and zig-zags, stripes and spots. Spirals, tiles, tater tots. Everywhere I look, these patterns emerge. And then I start to get this funny urge to make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. All right, get it. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. OK, last one. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Elbow, stomach. Stomach, elbow. Patterns in the air. Patterns everywhere. Patterns made of shapes, patterns made of grapes. Patterns on the cheetah, patterns on my feeder. Patterns in the nap, patterns in this rap. One more time. Come on, yeah. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. All right. Make a pattern. Make a pattern. Let's make a pattern. Jump up and down. I'm, like, totally obsessed with patterns. Oh, yeah. My nickname is actually Pattern. Anywhere you look, you can see a pattern. They're pointing right out. Just got to be paying attention.