Song parody of
How Does a Duck Know
by Crash Test Dummies
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How does a duck know what direction south is?
And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks?
You can cut a chicken's head off
And it will keep on running and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
How come all my body parts so nicely fit together?
All my organs doing their jobs, no help from me, no
A person pulls a spider's leg out
To watch it keep on moving and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
Satan lives here
On grain and earth, rain and air
How come I just smoke and smoke and smoke
And curse every butt I spit out?
All night long I grind my teeth and I wake up when I cough
You can put me in and iron lung
And I will keep on breathing and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
You might be dead, but you keep your head
How does a duck know what direction south is?
And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks?
You can cut a chicken's head off
And it will keep on running and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
How come all my body parts so nicely fit together?
All my organs doing their jobs, no help from me, no
A person pulls a spider's leg out
To watch it keep on moving and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
Satan lives here
On grain and earth, rain and air
How come I just smoke and smoke and smoke
And curse every butt I spit out?
All night long I grind my teeth and I wake up when I cough
You can put me in and iron lung
And I will keep on breathing and twitching
When everything seems planned out
When everything seems nicely planned out
Well the human race will come and smack your face
You might be dead, but you keep your head
