The Wombats - Cromwell The Wombat lyrics
[The Wombats - Cromwell The Wombat lyrics]
The tasmanian tiger, napoleon's liger
Bandicoots, rat kangaroos
Peter the spiny anteater
And all their other friends
This is the story of cromwell the wombat
A small little fellow
And in his burrow he sat
He put on his makeup and powdered his nose
Off he popped to tracy the possum
In his sunday best clothes
Little did he know the tasmanian devil was
On the prowl and low and behold
Poor cromwell dropped his bowels
The stench that was indigested berriеs
Roots and leaves
Sent ol' hungry tazzеr running with
His tail between his knees
Off cromwell ran, like a bat out of hell
He knew tracy had the horn
And her pheromones he could smell
So like a mouse to the cheese
Small crom whizzed along
Safe in the knowledge tracy was going
To get hounded all night long
To accuse this wombat of impotence would
Be a crime most heinous
Because this young adonis had a
Bone in his penis
Bandicoots, rat kangaroos
Peter the spiny anteater
And all their other friends
This is the story of cromwell the wombat
A small little fellow
And in his burrow he sat
He put on his makeup and powdered his nose
Off he popped to tracy the possum
In his sunday best clothes
Little did he know the tasmanian devil was
On the prowl and low and behold
Poor cromwell dropped his bowels
The stench that was indigested berriеs
Roots and leaves
Sent ol' hungry tazzеr running with
His tail between his knees
Off cromwell ran, like a bat out of hell
He knew tracy had the horn
And her pheromones he could smell
So like a mouse to the cheese
Small crom whizzed along
Safe in the knowledge tracy was going
To get hounded all night long
To accuse this wombat of impotence would
Be a crime most heinous
Because this young adonis had a
Bone in his penis