This Is The Chorus

This is the chorus of the song, this is the chorus, you're hearing now . . .

The man who wrote this song was deaf, he couldn't hear a note; this is the verse,
But he knew all the rules, he did, and that is why he wrote the first verse first.
The man who wrote the the lyrics was as crazy as a loon, so there's nothing to this song but the tune.

This is the chorus of the song, this is the chorus you're hearing now.
You make up the word as you go along, 'cause no one listens to the lyrics anyway.
Tralala, dumdeedum, if you want to, you can whistle or hum.
When you're singing this song to your friends, just remember this is where the chorus ends.

This song was written bit by bit and there's nothing to show where each bit fits,
But if you sing a word with every note, you're bound to know which fits with which.
Here and there the writer left a place to take a breath, so the singer wouldn't choke to death!

This is the chorus once again, tralalalalala, with sealing wax.
A rooster is different than a hen.
Have you ever sharpened pencils with an axe?
Tralala, dumdeedee, had a sweetie, but she wouldn't marry me.
Here's the part that every everybody recommends,
That's because it comes just where the chorus ends.