Lyrics

Gather round, and I’ll tell you a true story
About a species that’s named after me.
But before I blush, it’s not a grass or a rush,
And it’s definitely not a tree.

My little species has no legs or wings.
It’s neither fish, nor bumble bee.
My species is kind of embarrassing.
It’s a fungus, you see.

There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us,
And there’s one named after me!

Not just any fungus, oh no! It’s a lichenicolous fungus.
It grows on tiny things that aren’t even plants.
It’s a parasite; yeah you heard that right,
Smaller than the tiniest of ants.

Now before you say well, dang, how humiliating.
I’m glad no fungi are named after me.
I’ll have you know, when fungi grow
They knit together the soil and that holds the trees.

There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us,
And there’s one named after me!

Ascomycetes, Basidiomycetes,
Fungi are so mighty they have a kingdom all their own.
Without fungus we would run out of space.
They make dead stuff go away, down to the bone.

There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us,
And I have one all my own!

Now without further decorum
It’s called Pronectria Walkerorum!
Let’s bring it home.

There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us.
There are fungus among us,
And I have one all my own!