Incesticide

Come on sonny, don’t be scared
Gotta act like a Boy Scout, be prepared
I ain’t breaking any laws
Just dressing up like Santa Claus
Whiskers tickling open sores
It’s a kindergarten smorgasboard
They’re catnip to every tom in town
And Pogo is their favorite clown
They call me butcher… I call them cow
Cousins kissing canvas now

(So) Make like Pogo- get on down
Make like Pogo – get on down
Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – Incesticide
Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – Incesticide

No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no!!!!!

It’s past your bedtime, getting late
Don’t want you turning into gatorbait
All I want for Christmas is a chicken delight
And a tasty little morsel to hold on tight

I like to swing and I like to slide
And I carry a can of incesticide
Y’know my son you’re just my type
Gotta pick that fruit before it’s ripe

No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no!!!!!

Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes – somnambulumdrum
………it’s ten o’clock………
Do you know where your kids are?

Sixteen boys on Pogo’s chest
Here’s your jammies… get undressed
In like a lion out like a lamb
Big fist… small hole… sugar ham
Look like a Jill and smell like a John
Shooting a wad from my loaded gun
I’m in a Bellevue state of mind
To err is human but it feels divine

Make like Pogo get on down
Make like Pogo get on down

Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – My Suicide
Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – Incesticide
Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – Incesticide
Fratricide – Patricide – Matricide – Incesticide

Incesticide………Incesticide

Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes – somnambulumdrum
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes – somnambulumdrum
Here it comes – here it comes
Here it comes – somnambulumdrum
Here I come – here I come
Here it comes – somnambulumdrum
You’re……………(shante)