Little dress, little shoes
And a bow tie in my hair
They won’t tell you the truth
But that’s why I am here
Oh, but toys do not talk
They just bleed alone and die
They will bury the truth
Till their days they’ll tell the lie
Huggy has a choking hazard
Mommy pops like a balloon
Only Poppy is the best here
She’s a perfect little toy
Huggy’s filled with jam and cotton
Mommy spins her webs on you
Only Poppy you can trust here
Don’t know if she’s broken too
You won’t get me with your games.
I’m smarter than you think.
As a subject you’re perfect.
And you’ll do anything
I will bend you and break you, take you, and pull you by your strings
Oh, mother knows best, but children make the rules here
Run around, like a train,
On the same track all the time
Hands don’t bleed, don’t feel pain,
They are plastic, like you and I
Oh, but toys do not talk,
Got some blood spilled on their necks,
They will bury the truth
And you’ll be buried next
Huggy hugged a child to sleep and
Mommy played with kids too much
Only Poppy still behaves and
She Would never act as such
Huggy fell and left some blood stains
Mommy’s head was dragged away
Only Poppy acts like angel
And will always play!
Puggapillar just plays tag and
Bonzo plays your favourite music
Cat-bee is your bestest friend,
Bron and Boogie Bot here too, but
Kissy Missy draws a smile
With her fuzzy little hands,
Only Poppy runs the trial,
Tell me, do you understand?!
You won’t get me with your games.
I’m smarter than you think.
As a subject you’re perfect.
And you’ll do anything
I will bend you and break you, take you, and pull you by your strings
Oh, mother knows best, but children make the rules here
