[ti:lullaby]
[ar:tim minchin]
[al:]
[00:17.26]Sleep, little baby, sleep now my love
[00:24.47]The Milky Way's shining high up above
[00:29.90]When you grow up, you will learn all that stuff
[00:34.38]But for now, close your eyes
[00:38.57]Close your eyes
[00:41.00]Sleep, little baby, try not to squawk
[00:48.43]Tomorrow and tomorrow you'll learn how to walk
[00:53.61]To love and laugh, to ???? and talk
[00:58.04]But for now, beddy-byes
[01:03.78]Your blanket's hand-knitted with pure angora wool
[01:09.52]Your nappy is dry and your tummy is full
[01:15.10]Of enough antihistamine to chill out a bull
[01:20.44]Yet still all this gringing
[01:25.76]What more could you want for?
[01:28.46]I just cannot guess
[01:31.35]You constantly complain to me;
[01:34.03]you should feel blessed
[01:36.53]There are children in Africa starving to death
[01:41.56]And you don't hear them whinging
[01:49.53]What more can I do to put a stop to
[01:54.56]This mind-numbing noise you are making?
[01:59.84]Where is the line between patting and hitting?
[02:04.73]When is rocking "rocking" and when is it "shaking"?
[02:12.00]I don't know what else I can do to try to hush you
[02:16.88]My heart says "I love you", but my brain's saying "**** you"
[02:21.92]And hoping a child trafficker will abduct you
[02:26.58]At least then I'll get a few hours in bed
[02:31.25]I've shushed and I've cooed and I've even try to sing
[02:36.24]"Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da" in the exact voice of Ringo
[02:41.66]Now all I have left is to hope that a dingo
[02:46.14]Will sneak in and rip off your fat bitching head
[03:24.35]Hush little baby, don't say a word
[03:29.18]Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird
[03:32.66]In the hope you get avian flu
[03:35.71]The nice folk in A&E will take care of you
[04:17.99]That's it, close your eyes, shhh, not a sound
[04:25.76]I can barely see your tiny chest moving up and down
[04:31.10]One thing they don't mention in the parenting books:
[04:37.43]Your love for them grows, the closer to dead they look