The Comet Song şarkı sözleri

With our fingers we make million holes We run and we fall into pot holes On a mission to savor the world, oh! We peek at the sky through tree holes Comet! Oh, damn it! The comet comes hurtling down On a precious plot of earth Like the bugs in mother's flower bed We walk on long legs over the sea bed On our mission to save the world, oh! We need milk and cakes and a warm bed Comet! Oh, damn it! The comet comes hurtling down On a precious plot of earth Grey leaves are too much For any mother to handle A father must pull His black hat down over the eyes