Cuckoo!

Your pride and joy is a pretty beast
The baddest apples fall from rotten trees
The little monster is a walking disease
You got only yourself to blame –
‘cause all else failed!

And you’re
Hot hot
On my trail and you know that it’s
Not not
Not my fault but you know that you
Gotta gotta
Pin the tail… when all else fails
Cuckoo, cuckoo!

Biting the hand that over-feeds
Lord of the flies ain’t no mystery
Mean as murder or precious and sweet?
You got only yourself to blame –
‘cause all else failed!

Momma hide the children
Someone get the baby!
Momma turn all the lights on
Somebody pull the shades!