'WHAT
A FUNNY FARM'
Scene
– down on Old Macdonald’s farm
Chorus: A quaint life in the country
With pussy cat and a dog,
A pig, a horse,
Some chickens of course,
A goat, a cow, a hog.
It all seems too idyllic,
A life of relaxations…
But what if all the farm yard
Worked at "human" occupations?
Dog: I'm Spot – private detective.
The farm crims I pursue.
If you steal eggs or cheese or jam
I'll sniff out every clue.
I don't get paid in dollars
In gold or all that stuff.
They pay me in Pal Meaty Bites
Which I think's really ruff! Ruff! Ruff!
Sheep: We don't just stand out in the field
And chew upon the graaaass.
We've branched out and diversified
And joined the upper claaaass.
I studied psych at Oxford.
Sleep Therapy for the tense,
And if psychology doesn't work
They count while I jump a fence.
I'm a Wool Fashion Designer,
With robes flowing and fitted,
And if they don't like my designs
I tell them to "Get knitted".
