Hunting other skirts is a bad idea
Even when at times you break up loose
Donít forget the seacoast of Australia
And a famous seaman, captain Cook
Sitting by the thicket of azaleas
Every night, from dusk and till sunrise
Wicked natives of this vast Australia
were always busy eating their mates
But who can say why Aborigines ate Cook
The science is silent, canít read in books
Come on! Itís way more simple than it looks!
They all were hungry, and ate up Cook
It was a call from their chief: Donít be a sook!
There is a tasty shipís cook on the ship of Cook
Mistake it was - thatís what the science overlooked!
They wanted shipís cook, but ate up Cook!
That was no dirty trick, itís all about food
They tried to keep themselves as noiseless as they could
They sneaked inside, and used a club of bamboo
That someone took - so where is Cook?
There is a different assumption I can add
That Cook was eaten up for very high respect
That their sorcerer jumped out of his nook,
Yelped: Everybody, you seize up Cook!
The one who eats him up without salt and dressing - Who?
Will be as strong and healthy, kind a Captain Cook
Somebody charged a rock, oh, bloody crook!
There was no chance for poor captain Cook
And now the savages would thrust their hands to heavens
They keep on breaking their bows and breaking lances
They smashed and burned that hapless club of bamboo
They are remorseful they ate up Cook
But later still another twist unfolds
The Aborigines didnít do it, after all
That Captain Cook, was eaten in Hawaii
In one of their states, not in Australia
(of) Course, eating people nowadays is out of fashion
Things were changing after European invasion
Still since these old times and till now all their nation
Feels very sorry for this occasion