Donkeys stood in a field
And they're up to no good
Can't anyone see it's [bad word] 
Look at its face, there's something nasty in store for you

Donkeys stood in a field
And they're up to no good
Can't anyone see it's [bad word] 
What on Earth are those donkeys trying to do?

Go to the beach, they're already there
Walking around with an innocent air
Giving out rides to the children
Watch out, lady, for your children

Watch him wander away with your kids on his back
What were you thinking, lady?

Okay, so he came back this time

But we are walking a fine line
Between a nice ride on the sands
And death from a creature who's got hooves for hands