About Cook

[intro] [verse 1] Under the azaleas, in a circle we sat, From sunrise to dawn, we feasted — that’s that. Spruce trees in yellow, Australia so bright, Savages angry — a strange, eerie sight. [Chorus 1] But why did the aborigines eat the Cook? There was a reason — boredom, no second look. He chased them around, with arrows he’d shoot, Mean was his nature, a harsh, bitter root. [verse 2] So why did the aborigines eat the Cook? A mistake it was, let me tell you the hook: Their leader was shouting, with passion and zeal, “Come on, come on, let’s go in, no need to kneel! [chorus 2] Come on… Let’s go in without knocking!” he cried, I don’t… I don’t remember… then truth I espied. Ah, the chief shouted — the cook so enticing, Was on Cook’s ship — a meal worth enticing. [bridge] [verse 3] He screamed: “Come on! Let’s go in without delay!” A mistake it was — we must find a way. They wanted a kitchener but fate played its part, Instead they ate Cook — a sorrowful start. [chorus 3] Then the savages broke their bamboo spears in woe, Worried and trembling, their hearts beat so slow — They realized what they’d done, with fear they did shake, For they had eaten Cook — a grave, bitter mistake. [bridge 2] [outro]