Baby Poo

I used to talk about politics, politics, politics,

I used to talk about politics but I don't anymore.

I used to talk about communism, socialism, capitalism

I used to talk about all those isms but now I'm a dad

And all I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

I used to rant about traffic problems,

Fender benders, stupid signs

I used to fear an accident

But now I stay at home

And talk about:

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Sometimes it's all brown and gooey

Sometimes it looks like dijon mustard

Sometimes it's like melted crayon

Sometimes it just smells like POO

I used to talk about philosophy,

Kafka, Descartes, Socrates

I used to think metaphysically

But now I think the world evolves around:

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Sometimes it feels just like stucco

Sometimes it feels like Jell-o pudding

Sometimes it's like avocado

Sometimes she just pees on me

I used to be real int'resting

Discussing issues of the day

But now I call up my MP

And tell her all about my baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo

Baby poo, baby poo

All I talk about is baby poo