The Ostrich Songtext

Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you,

Everything must be grand.

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me,

As long as I've got me head in the sand.

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true,

There's something in what you've said,

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life,

I just bury me head.



Oh, Ostrich consider hw the world we know

Is trembling on the brink.

Have you heard the news, may I hear your views,

Will you tell me what you think.

The Ostrich lifted its head from the sand,

About an inch or so;

'You will please excuse, but disturbing news

I have no wish to know.'



Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you,

Everything must be grand.

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me,

As long as I've got me head in the sand.

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true,

There's something in what you've said,

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life,

I just bury me head.



Then I noticed suddenly where we were,

I saw what time it was.

Make haste, I said, It'll be too late,

We must leave this place because....

He stuffed his wingtips into his ears;

He would not hear me speak,

And back in the soft Saharan sand

He plunged his yellow beak.



Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you,

Everything must be grand.

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me,

As long as I've got me head in the sand.

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true,

There's something in what you've said,

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life,

I just bury me....



(BOOM)



From a sheltered oasis a mile away

I observed that dreadful scene.

And a single plume came floating down

Where my Ostrich friend had been.

Because he could not bear the sound

Of these words I had left unsaid;

'Here in this nuclear testing ground

Is no place to bury your head!'
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