CANON FODDER Dream dream dream Of glorious victory Hear the canon roar On the killing field The last button on my coat Shines meekly under the moon Suddenly as a boomerang The canon ball is returned A knock on heaven's door Or a shove through the gates to hell I see no princess awaiting me Offering a magic ring All I've got Is amountain to climb Perhaps I should exchange My canon for a bicycle Throw away the key to all my Unlocked desires And let the monkey rule Grow a moustache Set fire to a holy cow Hook a submarine to My left leg Swap my couch for a bath And take lessons in snorkelling My home my castle I'll always guard I've got CCTV and a dog Oh and a cat to boast I Solve my puzzle You become my toast The time is running Just like water from a tap I'm leaving on an airplane In a six foot box ...
