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!'