[Verse] John Bob Joe the Third lives in Slough Thinks he's a carrot tall and proud Seven feet tall in the mushroom crowd Curry sauce dreams he calls aloud [Verse 2] Monday blues can't get his fill Chinese takeaway closed what a thrill Button mushrooms he loves still On curry sauce he gets the chills [Chorus] He found a carrot thought it’s him Ate the carrot on a whim Realized it's a carrot not a sin Threw them up to the sky again [Verse 3] Carrots rained down on the land Orange soldiers soft as sand John Bob Joe new plan in hand No more carrots in his band [Chorus] He found a carrot thought it’s him Ate the carrot on a whim Realized it's a carrot not a sin Threw them up to the sky again [Bridge] Buttons and curry in his plate Chinese takeaway never late John Bob Joe will just have to wait No more carrots to contemplate
