Tell me something, goose
Are you trying to untie my shoes?
That’s our radio!
Why won’t you just let the carrots grow?
I’m falling
In our village I find myself
Looking for things
And in the phonebooth I hide myself
Tell me something, boy
Aren’t you tired trying to kick that ball?
That’s a lovely plane
Wouldn’t losing it be quite a shame?
I’m honking
When you’re not near me, I find myself
Taking your things
And in your boxes I hide myself
I’m in your garden, these are your slippers
I’ll never give them back!
Crashing your vases, untying laces
It’s far from idyllic now
In your ga-ha-ga-arden
In your ga-ga ga-garden
In your ga-ha-ga-arden
It’s far from idyllic now
Ho-ooooonk!
Ho-oooooooo-OOOO-ONK!
I’m in your garden, these are your slippers
I’ll never give them back!
Crashing your vases, untying laces
It’s far from idyllic now
In your ga-ha-ga-arden
In your ga-ga ga-garden
In your ga-ha-ga-arden
It’s far from idyllic now