Crowe’s Lullaby

My new-born Crowe
I'll watch you grow
Tell you what I know
My new-born Crowe

I'll treat you good
Do the things a big Crowe would
Falling short of spewing in your mouth
I'll treat you good

And when you're old enough
I'll throw you out of the tree
Metaphorically
So you can be like me
So you can...

FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...

Oh, sorry
I woke you up

Since you're awake
Eat this steak
Let's get you on solids as fast as we can
Stay ahead of the other man

And if the other guys in your way
Then treat him mercilessly
Hang him from a high tree
Unless the other guy's me
Then you'd better...

FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
FLYYYYYYYYY...
Away from me!
Run and hiiiiiiide...

Oh, stop crying!

You're a Crowe
Let 'em know
That if you can't be a nice guy
Be the greatest actor in the world

Which you can't be
'Cause the greatest actor is me
You'd better watch your back, son
You'd better turn round and run

And when you're thirteen
You're out of the house, you're gone, I'm over ya
(Shoo-bee-do-wap-do-wah...)
It's nothing personal, son
It's just my triskaidekaphobia!
Well, then you'd better...

FLYYYY... oh...
Mum's home
Oh, hi Danielle
Oh, little baby girl just had a nightmare, didn't she?
She's fine now
Sweet dreams