This is a weird one. It’s a song called Please pass the biscuits. I couldn’t even hum the melody for it, it’s been so long since I heard it.
Before I was old enough to go to school, (early 80s) my brother would play our parents records, and my dad had a 45 of this biscuit song. The song is the story of this kid who really loves biscuits. His family makes biscuits every Sunday and he’s looking forward to it, but nobody hears him when he asks for the biscuits, and he doesn’t get any.
I thought it was a pretty funny song, so I played it often.
This is a weird one. It’s a song called Please pass the biscuits. I couldn’t even hum the melody for it, it’s been so long since I heard it.
Before I was old enough to go to school, (early 80s) my brother would play our parents records, and my dad had a 45 of this biscuit song. The song is the story of this kid who really loves biscuits. His family makes biscuits every Sunday and he’s looking forward to it, but nobody hears him when he asks for the biscuits, and he doesn’t get any.
I thought it was a pretty funny song, so I played it often.