Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you
Everything must be grand
Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me
As long as I've got me head in the sand
Peek-a-Boo, it may be true
There's something in what you've said
But we've got enough troubles in everyday life
I just bury me head
Oh, Ostrich consider hw the world we know
Is trembling on the brink
Have you heard the news, may I hear your views
Will you tell me what you think
The Ostrich lifted its head from the sand
About an inch or so;
'You will please excuse, but disturbing news
I have no wish to know.'
Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you
Everything must be grand
Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me
As long as I've got me head in the sand
Peek-a-Boo, it may be true
There's something in what you've said
But we've got enough troubles in everyday life
I just bury me head
Then I noticed suddenly where we were
I saw what time it was
Make haste, I said, It'll be too late
We must leave this place because....
He stuffed his wingtips into his ears;
He would not hear me speak
And back in the soft Saharan sand
He plunged his yellow beak
Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you
Everything must be grand
Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me
As long as I've got me head in the sand
Peek-a-Boo, it may be true
There's something in what you've said
But we've got enough troubles in everyday life
I just bury me....
(BOOM)
From a sheltered oasis a mile away
I observed that dreadful scene
And a single plume came floating down
Where my Ostrich friend had been
Because he could not bear the sound
Of these words I had left unsaid;
'Here in this nuclear testing ground
Is no place to bury your head!'