I was playing outside when I heard the teacher call
When I walked into school my shoes left tracks down the hall
The teacher said, "Kid, you've been stomping in the crud!"
Somebody slid and said, "It's not mud."
It's not chocolate, it's not raisins
It's not Milk Duds and it's not fudge
It's not brownies or sticky ice cream
I know what it is. It's not mud
So she sent me to the office. I was shaking in my shoes
I knew I was guilty. I was scared and confused
The principal said, "Kid, you've been stomping in the crud!"
She took a big whiff and said, "It's not mud."
It's not chocolate, it's not raisins
It's not Milk Duds and it's not fudge
It's not brownies or sticky ice cream
I know what it is. It's not mud
I picked up a stick, started scraping on my shoe
I thought I would be sick but it was all I could do
If you're playing outside, kid, and go stomping in the crud
Just remember this, everything that squishes is not mud
It's not chocolate, it's not raisins
It's not Milk Duds and it's not fudge
It's not brownies or sticky ice cream
I know what it is. It's not mud
It's not mud
It's not mud
