a little rabbit and a little fox
woke up together inside a box
they'd painted themselves into
during the night
the rabbit nearly fainted in fright
the fox afraid his advantage unfair
didn't want to lick his lips and stare
didn't really want to gloat
so he pretended to sleep then he
ripped poor peter's throat
and a little monkey with a rusty tin can
perched on the shoulders of a weary old man
laughs at our troubles - our tragedy
the organ grinds a circus melodie
I try to eat you, you try to eat me
we're just as hungry as two lovers
can conceivably be
and here we lie side by side
hoping to see what the other's got to hide
and a little monkey with a rusty tin can
perched on the shoulders of a weary old man
laughs at our troubles - our tragedy
the organ grinds a circus melodie
who is the one who strikes the first blow
who is the one who is first to go
who is the one who tallies the score
who is the one who always wants more
who is the ruler who is the tool
who plays the martyr who plays the fool
and here we lie side by side
hoping to see what the other's got to hide
and a little monkey with a rusty tin can
perched on the shoulders of a weary old man
laughs at our troubles - jumps up in bliss
the organ grinder blows us a great big kiss