Bill Bailey - Magic Roundabout lyrics

I am Zebedee

Lord of the woods,

Bow down snail

I have dominion,

As a child born with no legs

I was sent away for years to save the neighbours sneers,

I returned to a spurn,

"Father, hold me!"

"You are no son of mine, you freak, you spring boy!"

Bow down to the spring

For I am king of the roundabout!

... Time for bed.