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  1. Nursery Rhymes

From the recording Catch The Sunset

Lyrics

Rock-a-bye baby in the treetop
Wind blows, the cradle will rock
Bough breaks, cradle will fall
Down come baby, cradle and all
There was an old woman lived in a shoe
Too many children to know what to do
Gave them broth without any bread
Whipped them all and sent them to bed
 
Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the blood of a common man
Be he alive or be he dead
I’ll grind his bones to make my bread
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a fall
All the king’s horses and his men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again
 
And so it is and so it goes
We recite the pretty prose
Sending children off to bed
With images of distress and dread
Falling babies, falling eggs
Hungry children who are beaten
Not enough to fill their heads
How ‘bout giants who can eat them
 
You might say ban Mother Goose
Better plan, let’s ban the News
Presented by the “friendly” group
Of corporate giants who like to feed you
Plates of fear and hopeless hope
A government they bought and sold
They dress it up,  they’ve got the gravy
To fatten you and make you lazy
 
And so it is and so it goes
We turn on the TV pros
Sending ourselves off to bed
With images of distress and dread
Falling markets, rising debt
Record profits to corporate heads
Not enough to wake us up
How ‘bout giants who will eat us
 
So here’s a toast to Mother Goose
She was trying to tell the truth
For many of those nursery rhymes
Were tales of ruling power crimes
That folks could tell and avoid jail
By hiding them as fairytales
So here is one more little rhyme
About the monsters of our time
 
Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum!
I smell the fat of a corporate one
Fell off the top of a giant bean stock
Now in pieces, still as a rock
All the king’s horses, all the king’s men
Couldn’t put fatso together again
Same thing happened to the rest of his kind
That’s the end of this Nursery Rhyme!