Mark Parsons - The Spoon Song | Текст песни

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Spoons (x39)

Look out, look out!
There's something evil twitchin
In your kitchen
(Boogely, bogely)
Silverware, everywhere,
They're terrible, horrible spoons!

Look here, Look here,
They can carry soup or peas, or disease,
(Spoonely spoonely),
Lock your doors,
Check you drawers,
They’re terrible horrible spoons!

Look in the spoon,
You look like a clown,
It’s all fun and games,
But turn it around,
An now your face is upside down!
It’s truly the devils work. *mwahahaha*

They never slice
Or chop or spear
Or whisk or dice
Or pierce or smear,
All they do I fear is spoon, spoon, spoon, SPOON!
They’re terrible horrible spoons!

They’re big, they’re small,
They scoop, they flick,
They’re silver, they’re wood,
They’re a bowl on a stick, hold solids and liquids,
There’s nothing that stops them!

They’re convex on one side,
Concave on the opposite.
They’re spoons, spoons, spoons,
Spoons, spoons, spoons!