Oh the fox went out on a chilly night
He bayed to the moon not to shine too bright
He'd have trouble enough with the old street light
As he wandered into town-o
Town-o, town-o
He'd have trouble enough with the old street light
As he wandered into town-o
He yipped at the chicken coop just for fun
There was no need to risk the farmer's gun
He'd have chicken enough when he was done
Behind Colonel Sanders' store-o...
But when he arrived the news was bad
A chemical smell the chicken had
And a bum there said forget it, lad
They lace their trash with *Draino...
So back he wandered feeling blue
When a little old lady cried halloo
What a cute little furry fox are you
And she offered him some Alpo...
That old lady had conniption fits
When she heard at her door more vulpine yips
The fox had brought his wife and kits
And they wanted to be fed-o...
Now the old lady buys the best dog food
And every night she feeds her brood
And when she thinks they're in the mood
She gives them dog treats also...
Now the moral here for the astute
Humans just love to give you the boot
Unless of course they think you're cute
And then they'll be your slave-o...
Well some think I've gone on too long
'Cause feeding wild animals is wrong
For pity sake, it's just a song!
So don't be such a bozo!
Bozo! Bozo!
For pity sake, it's just a song!
So don't be such a bozo!
*This is artistic license; they actually use Javex.
Lyrics copyright © 2013 Allan D. Burrows, All right Reserved
(The music, I believe, has long been in the public domain.)
