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"Plastic Cow"

Plastic cow, plastic cow,
You shine so much, I wonder how,
You make me smile, you make me dance,
You can use a matchstick as a lance,
And when I swing you round and round,
Your feet do tend to leave the ground,
And you fly about in little rings,
And you notice all the little things.

Plastic cow,
You're far too cool,
You make me look,
Just like some fool,
I wish I could,
Have met you before,
But now I've found you,
I want no more.

Plastic cow, plastic cow,
I want you here, I want you now,
Your little black patches just look intense,
You can't be held by some old fence,
I wish I was like you, oh plastic cow,
I don't want to be some old sow,
Your little horns just look so great,
I bet you can knock down any gate,
I want to fly with you to the moon,
When I catapult you from my spoon.

If you want me,
Then I'm here,
If you need me,
Take my ear,
And whisper softly,
And whisper now,
That what you want,
Is a plastic cow.

I want to take your hand and dance tonight,
Around a fire so burning bright,
Oh my God, it's just not true!
My plastic cow has turned to goo!
The fire melted him into a puddle,
How did I ever get into this muddle?
Oh well plastic cow, you were a true friend,
I'm sorry that our adventures have to end.

Plastic cow,
You were more to me,
Than I can describe,
Or ever be,
So please forgive me,
For forgetting how,
You had a low melting point,
Oh plastic cow.

While I'm thinking about it, have you ever seen the Giant Bee animation? I think it's on rathergood.com, or if not I know you can get it from nicecupofteaandasitdown.com (Which is a website superior to most things ever thought up by man).

Anyway, the animation is an education in the way of the needlessly cute and bewilderingly lyricised (that a word?) song and applying it to a flash video.

Well it made me smile, but so do people when they stumble in the street.

They don't make me scratch my head though, like this did.

It is a good plan.

Sliced cheese is always good.

*looks to his guitar, looks at his microphone*

I think I have a plan.

Gerbiloons!

This needs to be a song.

Spot the student with waaaay too much time on his hands.

...words just cannot express...

Entertaining if somewhat strange.

>Oh my God, it's just not true!
>My plastic cow has turned to goo!

Poor cow

Plastic cow, plastic cow,
You shine so much, I wonder how,
You make me smile, you make me dance,
You can use a matchstick as a lance,
And when I swing you round and round,
Your feet do tend to leave the ground,
And you fly about in little rings,
And you notice all the little things.

Plastic cow,
You're far too cool,
You make me look,
Just like some fool,
I wish I could,
Have met you before,
But now I've found you,
I want no more.

Plastic cow, plastic cow,
I want you here, I want you now,
Your little black patches just look intense,
You can't be held by some old fence,
I wish I was like you, oh plastic cow,
I don't want to be some old sow,
Your little horns just look so great,
I bet you can knock down any gate,
I want to fly with you to the moon,
When I catapult you from my spoon.

If you want me,
Then I'm here,
If you need me,
Take my ear,
And whisper softly,
And whisper now,
That what you want,
Is a plastic cow.

I want to take your hand and dance tonight,
Around a fire so burning bright,
Oh my God, it's just not true!
My plastic cow has turned to goo!
The fire melted him into a puddle,
How did I ever get into this muddle?
Oh well plastic cow, you were a true friend,
I'm sorry that our adventures have to end.

Plastic cow,
You were more to me,
Than I can describe,
Or ever be,
So please forgive me,
For forgetting how,
You had a low melting point,
Oh plastic cow.