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Текст песни Crowe's Lullaby

My new-born Crowe,
I'll watch you grow,
Tell you what I know,
My new-born Crowe.

I'll treat you good,
Do the things a big Crowe would,
Falling short of spewing in your mouth,
I'll treat you good.

And when you're old enough,
I'll throw you out of the tree,
Metaphorically,
So you can be like me,
So you can...

FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...

Oh, sorry,
I woke you up.

Since you're awake,
Eat this steak,
Let's get you on solids as fast as we can,
Stay ahead of the other man.

And if the other guys in your way,
Then treat him mercilessly,
Hang him from a high tree,
Unless the other guy's me,
Then you'd better...

FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
Run and hiiiiiiide...

Oh, stop crying!

You're a Crowe,
Let 'em know,
That if you can't be a nice guy,
Be the greatest actor in the world.

Which you can't be,
'Cause the greatest actor is me,
You'd better watch your back, son,
You'd better turn round and run.

And when you're thirteen,
You're out of the house, you're gone, I'm over ya.
(Shoo-bee-do-wap-do-wah...)
It's nothing personal, son,
It's just my triskaidekaphobia!
Well, then you'd better...

FLYYYY... oh...
Mum's home.
Oh, hi Danielle.
Oh, little baby girl just had a nightmare, didn't she?
She's fine now.
Sweet dreams.