Lyrics

Somebody made off with my favourite toy That I bought with my government grant The world situation seems to be taking A definite turn for the worse Somebody put me in reverse What fence would hold my pride and joy Unless he was a man-eating plant That mother is asking to wind up basking In fame in the back of a hearse Somebody made my bubble burst Call in the guard, he's out in the yard Been lax in his duties for real Take him to task for being so crass As to let someone in who would steal Great thrills are in store for us all While the world is on such a slant Though he's a bit funky The girls love his trunk He's a hit without deodorant But somebody stole my elephant If you should meet him please give me a call The number is inscribed on the bathroom wall You're bound to see him At the beach or the be-in Even though some people can't Get used to believing in elephants Call in the guard He's out in the yard He bungled this job up for sure He blew it in style But he's just a child We'll send him away for the cure And we'll all go away for a cure
Writer(s): Bruce Cockburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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