Lyrics

Come on, sonny, don't be scared Gotta act like a Boy Scout, be prepared I ain't breaking any laws Just dressing up like Santa Claus Whiskers tickling open sores It's a Kindergarten smorgasboard They're catnip to every Tom in town And Pogo is their favorite clown They call me butcher... I call them cow Cousins kissing canvas now (So) Make like Pogo - get on down Make like Pogo - get on down Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no! It's past your bedtime, getting late Don't want you turning into gatorbait All I want for Christmas is a chicken delight And a tasty little morsel to hold on tight I like to swing and I like to slide And I carry a can of incesticide Y'know my son you're just my type Gotta pick that fruit before it's ripe No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no! Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun Here it comes - somnambulumdrum It's ten o'clock... Do you know where your kids are? Sixteen boys on Pogo's chest Here's your jammies... get undressed In like a lion, out like a lamb Big fist... small hole... sugar ham Look like a Jill and smell like a John Shooting a wad from my loaded gun I'm in a Bellevue state of mind To err is human but it feels divine Make like Pogo - get on down Make like Pogo - get on down Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - My Suicide Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide Incesticide... Incesticide Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun Here it comes - somnambulumdrum Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun Here it comes - somnambulumdrum Here it comes - here it comes Here it comes - somnambulumdrum Here I come - here I come Here it comes - somnambulumdrum You're... (shante)