Lyrics

Sleep little baby don't you fret Mamma's going to say a little prayer Then mamma's going to get some masking tape To fix the hole in the ozone layer Sleep little angel, baby dove Sun's gone down, it's getting late Mamma's got her chicken soup of love For the bad old world is sick with hate Wish that I could give you child All the beauty I have seen Mamma's going to sing you a melody That you can hum when you're alone Now you're in your cozy bed Sleep little angel, drop of mud There's a journey in your head And desert winds blow in your blood Wicked wold and wicked world Howling in the moonless sky But mamma's here to fend them off Hush little baby, don't you cry