Born host to a tongue so a song about it Held a breath for too long till we're half sick it Tell us what we did wrong, you can blame us for it the clamp on our thumbs so we're down about it And tell us all it, we're so in doubt about it
How some credit now Credit is due for the damage was done We have wrought ourselves and others With this and vicious gun And although pratfalls can be fun, can be fatal
And I hear you say Thank God fatal, thank God it's fatal, not shy Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal, God Thank God it's fatal, thank God fatal, not shy Not shy and fatal, not shy and
Wait a second now It's not all bad, are we not having fun? You make your of handkerchiefs the mascara always runs So be careful you're done you're bound to get post natal Wait, did I just you say
Thank God it's No, we don't want to hear the of a draw No, we want to hear the sound of a draw And we don't want to the signs that you bore You know the of sign you hang on a door Saying, "We'll be back, a crack"
Now don't you think we might have heard all before Yeah, you think we might have heard all that before
Born host to a tongue so sing a song it Held our breath for too long till half sick about it Tell us we did wrong and you can blame us Turn the on our thumbs so we're down about it