If you are going to do this, please do not cite me in your defence when they haul you up before the judge.
Spring is here, spring is here, Life is skittles, and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the Spring, I do. All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon, When we're poisoning pigeons in the park. As we poison the pigeons in the park. When they see us coming, the birdies all try and hide, But they still go for peanuts when coated in cyanide. The sun's shining bright, everything seems alright, When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.