Mutley you snickering floppy
eared hound
when courage is needed, you're
neer around.
Those medals you wear on
your moth-eaten chest
should be there for bungling
at which you are best.
So stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
Howww?
nab him
jab him
tab him
grag him
stop that pigeon now!
You, silly, stop sneaking it's not
worth the chance
for you'll be returned by the
seat of your pants
and clunk, you invent me a
thingamybob
that catches that pigeon or
I lose my job
So stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
stop the pigeon
howww?
nab him
jab him
tab him
grab him
stop that pigeon now!
