The Duck And Roger The Horse

Duck tells me I must look a treat
I look my best so I tell him
Scrub me head and feet, make me nice and neat
I'm a different man so they say
Ha ha ha ha

Roger sees me and begins to cry, without warning
Why are you more than me?
I am right so make me wrong
Your horsey skin won't make the somme
Your voice is left, disarm me

Duck say the horse is daft
Alright

Sing with your heart and be satisfied, with mourning
Duck says you've disowned me

We are full of horses love
But we won't pull if you don't shove
You're faceless in this army

Horsey going round, with his little wheel on the floor
Sulking in the cupboard is a horsey going round
With his little wheel on the floor
Sulking in the cupboard is a duck

Mr. Flower, he's bent on fucking power
He grazed his face to claim his place
Then claimed he did some more

I am right so make me wrong
Your horsey skin won't make the somme
Your voice is left, disarm me
Horsey going round, little wheel on the floor
Sulking in the cupboard is a horsey going round
With his little wheel on the floor
Sulking in the cupboard is a

Be kind and put me to sleep please
I won't be long but don't be sad
When there is nothing like a lullaby