Sleep, little baby,
sleep now my love
The milky ways shining, high up above.
When you grow up, You will learn all that stuff,
But now, close your eyes,
Close your eyes.

Sleep little baby, try not to sqalk.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, You'll learn how to walk.
Love and laugh,
Make toast and talk,
But for now, Beddie Byes,

Your blankets, hand knitted, with pure angora wool,
Your nappy is dry
And your tummy is full
Of enough antihistamine, to chill out a bull,
Yet still all this grindging.

What more, could you want?
For i just can not guess..
You constantly [bad word] to me, You should feel blessed,
There are children in africa starving to death,
And you dont here them whinging.

What else, can i do?
To put a stop to,
This mind numbing noise you are makeing?
Were is the line between patting and hitting?
When is rocking rocking, and when is it shaking?

I dont know what else i can do,
to try and hush you
My heart says i love you, My brains thinking [bad word] YOU
And hopeing a child, traffica will abduct you,
At least then i'd get a few hours in bed.

I've shushed, and i;ve cooed
And i;ve even tried to sing Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da,
In the exact voice of Ringo!
Now all i have left,
Is to hope,
That a dingo will sneak in and rip off your fat [bad word] head.
 [bad word] 

Oh hush, little baby, dont say a word!
Papa's gunna buy you a mocking bird,
In the hope you'll get avian Flu,
The nice Folk, in A&will take care of you.
 [bad word] 

Thats it,
Close your eyes
SHHH not a sound,
I can bearly see your tiny belly,
Moving up and down
One thing they dont mention, in the parenting book,
Your love for them grows, the closer to dead they look..