The Old Fat Robin - Lambchop

The old fat robin

Sticks his beak into the ground

With the brain, the size of an eraser

Kitty runs by causes

The robin, she does floppin'

Soon another one lands there to replace her

Hear the tweeting and your sinuses

Count the pluses and the minuses

Turn frustration into sadness

Say goodbye to mister badness

A strong gust of wind

Blows upside my balding head

Makes my balls shiver

Makes a lump in my hoaky bed

Except for a squirtle and some gasoline

Completely distracted by the American dream

Hear the tweeting and your sinuses

Count the pluses and the minuses

And though I may be wrong

We’re so glad you came along