Song Lyrics

Come on sonny, don't be scared
Gotta act like a Boy Scout, be prepared
I ain't breaking any laws
Just dressing up like Santa Claus
Whiskers tickling open sores
It's a kindergarten smorgasboard
They're catnip to every tom in town
And Pogo is their favorite clown
They call me butcher... I call them cow
Cousins kissing canvas now

(So) Make like Pogo- get on down
Make like Pogo - get on down
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide

No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no!!!!!

It's past your bedtime, getting late
Don't want you turning into gatorbait
All I want for Christmas is a chicken delight
And a tasty little morsel to hold on tight

I like to swing and I like to slide
And I carry a can of incesticide
Y'know my son you're just my type
Gotta pick that fruit before it's ripe

No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no!!!!!

Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes - somnambulumdrum
.........it's ten o'clock.........
Do you know where your kids are?

Sixteen boys on Pogo's chest
Here's your jammies... get undressed
In like a lion out like a lamb
Big fist... small hole... sugar ham
Look like a Jill and smell like a John
Shooting a wad from my loaded gun
I'm in a Bellevue state of mind
To err is human but it feels divine

Make like Pogo get on down
Make like Pogo get on down

Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - My Suicide
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide

Incesticide.........Incesticide

Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes - somnambulumdrum
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Here it comes - somnambulumdrum
Here it comes - here it comes
Here it comes - somnambulumdrum
Here I come - here I come
Here it comes - somnambulumdrum
You're...............(shante)

Jim Thirlwell, Jim G. Thirlwell

The duration of Incesticide is 3:44 minutes and seconds.