Duck tells me I must look a treat I look my best so I tell him Scrub me head and feet, make me nice and neat I'm a different man so they say Roger sees me and begins to cry, without warning Why are you more than me? I am right so make me wrong Your horsey skin won't make the Somme Your voice is left, disarm me Duck say the horse is daft All right Sing with your heart and be satisfied, with mourning Duck says you've disowned me We are full of horses love But we won't pull if you don't shove You're faceless in this army Horsey going round, with his little wheel on the floor Sulking in the cupboard is a horsey going round With his little wheel on the floor Sulking in the cupboard is a DUCK Mr. Flower, he's bent on f**ing power He grazed his face to claim his place Then claimed he did some more I am right so make me wrong Your horsey skin won't make the Somme Your voice is left, disarm me Horsey going round, little wheel on the floor Sulking in the cupboard is a horsey going round With his little wheel on the floor Sulking in the cupboard is a... Be kind and put me to sleep please I won't be long but don't be sad When there is nothing like a lullaby