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I am your savior, hero too I’ll keep you out of that border stew Don’t lose your focus, please don’t frown I will tell you when up is down When to apply makeup, take on stripes And when to indulge in baby wipes Have guns at the ready, a bit of pomp Let’s proceed with our fictional romp Theater is as theater does Don’t you like this on-stage buzz Open the curtains, bring on the wall This movement is too big to fall For what is true is hardly known You just haven’t heard the proper groan The “High Noon” outsider with the vintage brew I’m not talking day-old stew Something to think, something to drink Starts in the belly, a giggle, a wink Leave the head outside, away, offstage Today the gut is all the rage Comic heaven, Hercules buff Sharpen your knives, time to get tough I am your mirror, the glass in your head You reflect just what I said Walk through the funhouse, a circular run Don’t think too much, just have fun Stay on the stage, the theater absurd That why people give you the bird Be different, unwashed, outside the crowd Yell into the audience very loud That Cow is your king, you motley crew He knows what you never knew Then close the curtain, drama done You just gave birth to a favorite Son. |
| Mad Cow’s theater of moo Is electric and open to you The stage almost bare Blessed with bright orange hair Actors dressed as circus clowns Wearing garish, pinkish gowns Kneeling to Cow in an opening pose Kissing his feet with the tip of their nose Causing theater, action and all Ready for riot, ready to fall As Cow takes the stage carriage reins His actions erratic, everything feigned The curtain opens, a tale comes in Fresh tales from the garbage bin Brown the color of the immigrant bunch Don’t take those little buggers to lunch Watch my eyes, temper too I’m telling you what is true |