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Another Awesome Song from the '4 little boys' Cassette Tape. I Included the 'LYRICS' as a joke mainly, as its simply an Estimate of the correct ones, If anyone has any clue what they are, please post comments, especially if you are Bob Leith... PLEASE CORRECT THESE LYRICS IF YOU CAN: EYES OF A WINDMILL A Vase Of Turqoise Daisies... In A Field of Nanny Goats... The Weasel's Washing Dishes... Telling Stories To The Stoats... 14 The Farmer Shrugs His Shoulders, With A Sigh Of Disbelief... BO PEEP Sits By The River, Head In Hands And Full Of Grief... 24 I Was Happy In My Nappy Till The Rash Began To Itch Then I Took Away What Was'nt Mine & Threw It In The Ditch Youre Still Happy In Your Nappy & Your Shallow Frightened Mind, So Open Up & Take A Hike & See Just What You Find... 44 A Fox laps on the Water... Near The Windmill Out Of Sight... His Thirst Quenched Just In Time... Before The Dogs Begin To Bite... The Huntsmen Sing Al Jolson, Without Conscience, Without Shame... & Turn And Meet The Lame One For Another Is Their Reign... 1.03 I Was Happy In My Nappy Till The Rash Began To Itch Then I Took Away What Was'nt Mine & Threw It In The Ditch Youre Still Happy In Your Nappy & Your Shallow Frightened Mind (life ?) So Open Up & Take A Hike & See Just What You Find... 2.18 Counting Sheep To Set Her To Sleep, With Eyes To The Battlefield, Little Bo Peep... & The Dark is Here & It Covers Her Eyes Though Thoughts Can't See What Cover Those Lies... 3.02 Counting Bad Luck Has A Clearance In View She Stands Mesmerized Failing To See The Others Outspoken And Feeding Her Doubt Screaming Inside There "The Truth Hurts Too Much" "You Punish Yourself" She Says Now Hanged On Those Lies And Her Father's No More, No He's Played No Part The Last Piece Of Her Seeps From Out Of Your Dreams And Your Lying Still, Lying Still Recalling Those Lies 4.32 I Was Happy In My Nappy Till The Rash Began To Itch Then I Took Away What Was'nt Mine & Threw It In The Ditch Youre Still Happy In Your Nappy & Your Shallow Frightened Mind (life?) So Open Up & Take A Hike & See Just What You Find...