One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest The world, it seems so troubled. There's crime everywhere we look. People are reading their Horoscope Instead of reading the Good Book. It all seems a little crazy. The earth has become a Cuckoo's nest. We pray for a guardian angel To come and do what they do best. So, God sends one down to help us, To sort through the crazy mess, And one flew over the cuckoo's nest To put our minds at rest. The world is a nest of cuckoo's, With angels to guide our way, And one flew over the cuckoo's nest And taught us how to pray. © 2002 by Claytia Doran Email:- bbabe@cox-internet.com |
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