Another Dead Cow

Boys, it's time for you to wake up and smell the music
We obviously got ourselves a predicament
Alright, I admit it!

Bossie's thin as a fishing pole
Bessie's flat as a flounder
Little Bonnie, God rest her soul
Was barely one quarter pounder

I checked my bovine manual
And I find no definition
Even this revised edition
Does not mention malnutrition

Jessie died of a hacking cough
Clara drowned in the feeding trough
Why would the Lord wanna carry them off?
Dang!

We've got another dead cow and the rent is overdue
We're facing poverty
Got another dead cow and we're up to twenty-two
Better make that twenty-three
Sweet Jesus, now I'm petrified
They're gonna repossess my double-wide
Got another dead cow and I'm thinking of blamin'

You oughta be watching that kind of talk, let's not go there
Let's guide this train of thought back towards the depot
We've gotta figure out what's wrong with these cows!

Something's making them cough and wheeze
Slowly driving them to their knees
It's gotta be some contagious disease!
A plague!

We've got another dead cow and we don't know why they die
We've got to find the link
Got another dead cow and apocalypse draws nigh
You went to college, think!
Well, something's bound to raise a flag
Like that little Bat Boy they found in the bag?

Got another dead co-
Got another dea-
Got ano-
G-

Got another dead cow and I'm telling you now
I'm making a vow by the sweat of my brow
Gonna figure out who, and what, and how, and why!

It is like they've been bled
Why?
You think Dr. Parker'll put it down?
Why?
Dr. Parker's a good man
Why?
He'll just kill it
Why?



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Writer(s): Laurence O'keefe
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