Lyrics:

The sense of sight
Is what guides us right
When we go out on walks

The sense of smell's
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
'Cause 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 head!

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 MacLaine

Who wear crystals they bought in the mall

The mall
Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!

And now the other senses!

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

There are scents of flowers
We hope overpowers
The kitty box next to your room
Phew!

There's a sense of pride
You have deep down inside

When you practice a sense of fair play

There are dollars and cents that you pay at a toll

Or the 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 away!

There's a sense of humor
A sense of doom, or
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 long
'Cause it just doesn't make any sense
Nonsense
This song doesn't make any sense!