Stephin Merritt - The Storks lyrics

(come, chum, from gum humdrum! Drum mum from some numb slum Some dumb slum scum bum gum Some bum plum rum, yum! Um, hum some Thrum some, bum some bum rum Some come from mum Some come from cum Strum, thumb! thrum, thumb! Gum some plum, mum Thumb some bum cum Dumb slum cum chum) A naughty boy led others in jest About the tiny storklings in their nest Who were afraid, and told the storkess so She said: "be patient now, but when you grow Bring all good children sisters and brothers From yonder swamp, where unborn babies hide But that loud boy, who jeers above others Bring him the babe who dreamt too much and died We'll show that nasty, vicious little fool The stork is not the bird to ridicule."