The bats have come now
To flap among mosquitoes
Protect us from a spirit of disease
We hear of rabies
They'll never touch a filthy human being
They'll keep the bumps away
While the munchkins play in the yard
By the pond
We breed the duckweed through our teeth Thank God it's natural
Oh yeah
Spring-fed and practical
And
if they pile up filth, don't fret
We'll spread it on the garlic and the flowers And the rhubarb
We'll eat for free
You and me
The bats, the kids, and the owl
