Poisoning Pigeons in the Park

INTRO (8)

* SPOKEN * 

Spring is here, asuhpuhring is here, 
Life is skittles and life is beer, 
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring. 

* I do, don´t you? Course_you do! *

But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.

All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon.
When we´re poisoning pigeons in the park.

Ev´ry Sunday you´ll see my sweet heart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an´ hide,
But they still, go for peanuts when coated with cyanhide.
The sun´s shining bright, Ev´rything seems all right,
When we´re poisoning pigeons in the park.

INTERLUDE (8)

We´ve gained notoriety
And caused much anxiety in the Audubon Society with our games.
They call it impiety, and lack of propriety.

And quite a variety of unpleasant names.
But it´s not against any religion to want to dispose of a pigeon
So if Sunday you´re free, why don´t you come with me
and we´ll poison the pigeons in the park.

And maybe we´ll do in a squirrel or two,
while we´re poisoning pigeons in the park.
We´ll murder them all amid laughter and merriment
Except for the few we take home to experiment.

My pulse will be quickenin´ with each drop
of strych´ning we feed to a pigeon
(it just takes a smidgin!) to poison a pigeon in the park.