It's over my head--so high,
So you've gotta mow
Oh you had better mow now,

Mow now, mow now, mow now
It's advanced past my eyes
You will practically fell trees
When you upend fescue now
Wanna hear that mower's motor, I tell you,
Snarling, snarling
As it starts cutting through now,
Mow, mow, mow mow!

It's over my head--so long
I do want to see you mow
So you had better mow now,

Mow now, mow now, mow now,
Get out there on a felling spree,
I want you to go out and make hay.
If starlings, darling,
Should happen to get in your way--

Keep going and say, "Goodbye."
Since you've gotta mow,
They, too, have gotta go now,

Go now, go now, go now,
If they've no sense to fly.
You must proceed zealously
To upend all that fescue now
Wanna hear that mower's motor, I tell you,
Snarling, snarling
As it starts cutting through now.

You will feel me slap like Moe,
While snarling,
If you don't mow now.