Movin’ to a new phylum I’m doin’…
hoovin’ so that I can do some ewein’.

It is a newe world that I plan to enter;
in this endeavor Pan has been my mentor.
Sapiens ain’t a place I want to be, so

Hoovin’, but a cow I will eschew…
chewin’ cuds and makin’ all that goo!

I will join the ovine menagerie.
I drove a Ram, but now one I will be.
I’m tired of people, so I’m going to bleat, from

movin’ to a new phylum and soon;
hoovin’ so that I can tup some poon.
“Baaaaaah…!”

From the human race I’m moving away…
not to the equine realm, where donkeys bray.
I’m gonna frolic out there in the hay.
Wife will be next to me, ewe and me endlessly

groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon;
feelin’ my oats, so I start to croon:
“Baaaaaah…!”