A bee goes buzz, a snake goes hiss, and a pig oink oink and a cow moo moo
But when it comes to humans what's the tongue supposed to do?
Is it Aum? Salo milikim? Hare Hare? Or Amen?
Well, it seems like those words so easily make some folk enemies and others friends
If I knew my own true noise to make you can be sure I'd be letting it through
But for now it's just this rat-a-tat, mishmash, mumble jumble of words
I got coming at you I hope it's pure...

Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia

Well, sometimes the phone's ring-a-ling, the bell's din-a-ling, the alarm's beep beep, the clock's tick tock and the planes going zoom zoom varoom
Have me plodding up the stairs, skidding across the floor, flip flopping across my
bed and hiding in the corner of my room
So I went out to the wilderness to find some peace
Leaves crunch beneath feet, wind goes whoosh, skipping stones splish splash
But always in my head that voice everlasting - speaking that rat-a-tat, mishmash
I hope it's pure

Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia

The bomb goes boom, gun bang bang and bullets zip zip zip
Meanwhile the home front crowd roars as the
player dribbles the ball up court then jump, shoot, swish
Sometimes no feels like no and yes feels like yes
But other times what the correct answer is I can only guess
So clang the kettle, pop the corn, slurp the noodles, sip the coffee and chuck all the waste into great big heaps
As we sigh and we moan and we groan and we giggle and we wail
and we weep and speak that:

Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia

Now just how do spell that? It's easy really
You get on a tomato and kick off the 't'
Then you're on a mato: o-n-o-m-a-t-o
Then you invite your friend Poe, Edar Allen
Then you're on a mato with Poe: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e
Then you make the whole thing a country like Albania or Russia or Namibia by putting 'ia' at the end and then you've got:
o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-a
Spell it with me: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-a
Gloria style: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-i-i-i-i-a

Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomato Onomato Ooooo
Onomatopoeia