Ozzy
When I wake up
First thing I do
Eggs
Is to look around
For something to chew
“Eggs-actly”
Feeding myself is very, very tricky
Because you see, I’m ridculously picky
Eggs
Strut
Excuse me Ozzy, I—
Ozzy
This Struthiomimus
Won’t settle for the dregs
I’ll borrow
I’ll beg
I’ll even kiss you
Strut
Kiss me?
Ozzy
For my dear beloved dose…
Of eggs
Strut
(Sung:)
Hurry, Ozzy, I’m so hungry
I can’t wait for another minute.
Here’s a juicy little leaf
With a beautiful stick in it.
Can’t I have a taste…
If I promise just to lick it?
Ozzy (shouted not spoken)
Strut!
Strut
What!
Ozzy
You imbecilic eater
Great green globs couldn’t
Possibly be sweeter
Than a pile of eggs
You’ve got to smell them
Feel them
Crack them open
For a great big nest full
I am hoping
Strut
I’m starving! I’m weak!
There’s nothing in my tummy.
The mold on that tree
(Sung:) is starting to look yummy.
Ozzy
The colors and shapes
And assorted sizes
Gobble them all
For appetizers
Eggs-tasy
Strut
Ozzy, what’s the matter
With a little vegetation?
Ozzy
I’ve had it up to hear
With this aggravation!
Strut
Can’t I have
This piece of a tree?
Ozzy
Why can’t you be more
Like me?
You leaf-loving
Strut
Hey
Ozzy
Bush-burping
Stem-smelling
Garden-gorging
Strut
Wait a minute!
Ozzy
Plant-popping, tree-tasting,
Dirt-devouring beast!
Strut
Ozzy
Ozzy
You’ve got to have eggs
Thrice a day
At least
Strut
Eggs.