Lyrics: Baby's Buns
When the morning comes
You move away from your bed
You can't understand
What you've done or what you've said
Things we can or cannot see
On mine or your TVs
Are thought up by you
Why do you censor things like these?
You can't show a baby's buns on TV!
You can't show a baby's buns on TV!
You can't show a baby's buns on TV!
You can't show a baby's buns on TV!
Why a censor a kid's buns
From the TV?
Because we all have buns
Yes, you . . . you and me!
Tell ya . . .
We're you drunk?
We're you high?
I ask you
But there's no reply . . .