DUCK IT! 

How grand it would be to be a duck
Flying and swimming about in the rain
No need to clean up your muck
With only yourself to entertain.

How grand it would to fly south for no reason
I picture the life would be as bright as the sun
Unless of course it was hunting season
And you met your maker by way of a gun. 

How grand it would be hunted and such
Flying intensely your future is hazy
But against the good is the hunters touch
And you might retire to push up the daisies - OH MY!

How grand it would be to have webbed feet
To paddle around in the pond scum
Eating whatever the hell ducks eat
Without the burden of an opposable thumb

How grand it would to be a big duck
Digging holes in the ground and not give a quack break it down.

How grand it would to be a big duck
Digging holes in the ground and not give a quack break it down.

Lyrics written by Steve Dillon. 
Music written by Steve Dillon, Adrian Tolman & Crow Jones. 
Vocals and guitar by Steve Dillon
Bass by Crow Jones
Lead Guitar, Slide, Keys, Drums by Adrian Tolman
Recorded & Mixed at The Zombie Bunker, Perth. 
Special thanks to Martin & The Mallards.

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