Put your head in All them books and
There’s too much bread so Kill them cooks because
I am the boss and
I am the boss and
No no dear I won’t
Work for cost
Oh no love well you’re out on an Auto-lunch it’s just a hunch
A lovely lovely bunch
Of trees and
Take out an ape and you
Give him a lovely cape and you
Brush his lovely nape for
All the governors
And generals
And knights in armor to see
I think I’ll visit
The coppermine crust
Just as soon as my Skin becomes rust
I am the boss and
As I said before I am the boss
I am a grand old beast that became
Aquainted with costs and
We’ll keep our kisses in a Hollowed out car and
How far until I’m
Rid of these damn scars
I’m the boss and
I’m the boss and
I’ll beat every one of you in a Wrestle or a toss
Oh no love well you’re out on an Auto-lunch it’s just a hunch
A lovely lovely bunch
Of trees and
Take out an ape and you
Give him a lovely cape and you
Brush his lovely nape for
All the governors
And generals
And knights in armor to see
I’ll keep on sailing on
I’ll keep on sailing on
I’ll keep on sailing on Until the rosy pink dawn