Climb Everest in a lazy boy
Cassanova in the shower
Evil Kneival’s racing toy
Waking up dead upon the how
Bossanova, plastic flower
Crud likes to see-saw
Never jumping off
Dud likes to blah-blah
And nothing’s ever said anymore
I swing my yo-yo
In between life and death
Crud and Dud
Crud’s penned is epic a hundred times
He’ll direct his Gold D’or film
He’ll race to win the Grand Prix
Go for Hols with Juliette Binoche
And make it home for tea
Bogey or booggeyman
Cary Grant or the mighty Mr. Freeze
Flipping dreams to life
With the power to soar again
Crud and Dud
