"Owls" Lyrics

Owls, everyone is fond of owls,
except for mice, and shrews,
and Simon Cowells and you know why they come for you!
The owls in your dressing room!
The owls in your gravy! Even if you hide at sea, there's owls in the navy!

Simon Cowell your days are numbered!
Owls will get you while you slumber,
in the night they'll come for you and tear your crazy legs in two!

'Cus you're the king of the beavers,
the king of the beavers, you cannot decieve us and you can't fool owls!

The king of the beavers, the king of the beavers,
you cannot decieve us and you can't fool owls!

Owls, everyone is fond of owls,
except for mice, and shrews,
and, Simon Cowells and you know why they come for you!

Owls, owls hidden in your stew!
Owls, owls They's comin' for you Simon Cowells'!
Whatcha gonna do? Are you gonna do a poo in your panties?
YES!

'Cus you're the king of the beavers,
the king of the beavers, you cannot decieve us and you can't fool owls!

The king of the beavers, the king of the beavers,
you cannot decieve us and you can't fool owls!

'Cus you're the king of the beavers,
the king of the beavers, you cannot decieve us and you can't fool owls!

The king of the beavers, the king of the beavers,
you cannot decieve us and you [plays in background
(You are the king of the beavers! )] can't fool owls!