Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you

Everything must be grand

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me

As long as I've got me head in the sand

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true

There's something in what you've said

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life

I just bury me head

Oh, Ostrich consider hw the world we know

Is trembling on the brink

Have you heard the news, may I hear your views

Will you tell me what you think

The Ostrich lifted its head from the sand
About an inch or so;

'You will please excuse, but disturbing news

I have no wish to know.'

Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you

Everything must be grand

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me

As long as I've got me head in the sand

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true

There's something in what you've said

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life

I just bury me head

Then I noticed suddenly where we were

I saw what time it was
Make haste, I said, It'll be too late

We must leave this place because....

He stuffed his wingtips into his ears;

He would not hear me speak

And back in the soft Saharan sand

He plunged his yellow beak

Oooh, Peek-a-Boo, I can't see you

Everything must be grand

Boo-ka-Pee, they can't see me

As long as I've got me head in the sand

Peek-a-Boo, it may be true

There's something in what you've said

But we've got enough troubles in everyday life
I just bury me....

(BOOM)

From a sheltered oasis a mile away

I observed that dreadful scene

And a single plume came floating down

Where my Ostrich friend had been

Because he could not bear the sound

Of these words I had left unsaid;

'Here in this nuclear testing ground

Is no place to bury your head!'