If you go down to Willow Farm, To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies, Like the focks on the rocks, And the musical box. Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad, And everyone's happy to be here.
There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag, He used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag. The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, The egg was a bird. (Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail) Hadn't you heard? (They're going to change you into a human being!) Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese, And wonderfully clean in the morning.
We've got everything, we're growing everything, We've got some in We've got some out We've got some wild things floating about Everyone, we're changing everyone, You name them all, We've had them here, And the real stars are still to appear.