Groundhog’s Day (Live at Berkeley Square)

[Spoken]

Hey hey, Bob Cock here!

When I woke up this morning I felt a pang

I was hungering for some apple pie

Stumbled in the bathroom, I hung my hog a little bit

Washed the sleep up out my eye

Oh yeah

This'll be a fine day

Scratched myself a bit, poured me out a bowl of Corn Chex

Closest thing I could find to apple pie

Lingering taste of toothpaste made the milk go down a bit funny, but you know

Them Chex, they do satisfy

Oh yeah

This'll be a fine day

So, after my morning rise n' shine and eat n' clean

Had my mind set to hit them streets

Drizzle from the night left the cold puddles out

Had my black stompers on my feet

It's my day

Oh, it's my day

My day

Oh, since I was in knee-pants, my pop, he tried to make me realize

If I set my mind down to it, I could be a big man in the public eyes

Well, with my big blue collar on, I set out to find the easy way

What an ice-cold bath it was when I found you had to pay to play, hey, hey

Oh, to-to-to taste the taste, it's a t-tease that never would subside

The taste is strong but soured by my learned eyes, I said

If a woodchuck could chuck wood he'd get down to his knees to pray

This little snappy boy might see the light this Groundhog's Day