Baby Poo
I used to talk about politics, politics, politics
I used to talk about politics but I don't anymore
I used to talk about communism, socialism, capitalism
I used to talk about all those isms but now I'm a dad
And all I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
I used to rant about traffic problems
Fender benders, stupid signs
I used to fear an accident
But now I stay at home
And talk about:
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Sometimes it's all brown and gooey
Sometimes it looks like dijon mustard
Sometimes it's like melted crayon
Sometimes it just smells like POO
I used to talk about philosophy
Kafka, Descartes, Socrates
I used to think metaphysically
But now I think the world evolves around:
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Sometimes it feels just like stucco
Sometimes it feels like jello pudding
Sometimes it's like avocado
Sometimes she just pees on me
I used to be real int'resting
Discussing issues of the day
But now I call up my MP
And tell her all about my baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo
Baby poo, baby poo
All I talk about is baby poo(x2)