The Cuckoo Shack Blues (Instrumental)

Lyrics

I'm scared There, I said it... So take your troupe and crew And draw a carriage till I can no longer smell it... Fuck off back to Bremen... But I'm not scared that I might croak it! Let Don Gero conduct my doom! And no, I couldn't give a fox That this world hath lain its tomb Oh, you can take your "coy" and shove it! I've got bigger fish to fry Than some green, grass-hoppin' wannabe Who's all bark and no damn bite! Oh, ye rageful moon With your hateful clair de lune Can your sombre, solemn tune