Aye, it is poisoning pigeons in the park by Tom Lehrer
Spring is here, spring is here,
Life is skittles, and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the Spring,
I do. Don't you? Course you do!
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes every Sunday a treat for me...
All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Every Sunday you'll see my sweetheart and me
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
When they see us coming, the birdies all try and hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated in cyanide.
The sun's shining bright, everything seems alright,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
We've gained notoriety, and caused much anxiety,
In the Audobon Society with our games.
They call it impiety and lack of propriety,
And quite a variety of unpleasant names -
But it's not against any religion, to want to dispose of a pigeon!
So if Sunday you're free, why don't you come with me, and we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two, while we poison the pigeons in the park.
We'll murder them all amidst laughter and merriment, except for the few we take home to experiment, My pulse will be quickening with each drop of strychnine We feed to a pigeon - it just takes a smidgeon to poison a pigeon in the park.
You should download it and have a listen, its funny
Googled the last one, I only know one song by that artist (that has words anyway
) and that wasnt one of them
now try to get mine muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
-----came quite as a shock to me.
YOU SHOULD KNOW!!!!!
