Kevin's Cotton Wool Kids - Toy Dolls

Down on the street where kevin’s house stands

You’ll never meet none of his soft pans- y kids there

They’re nowhere to be seen

He’s keeps them locked indoors all day

Nobody knocks no more to play, with kevs kids

Coz hes got them hidden away

We get bullied on the bus

Too cowardly to discuss

Were kevin’s kids us

We are, cry babies, they’re softies coz kevin

We are, cotton wool kids, cotton wool kids, cotton wool kids, cotton wools kids

They’re sissys, coz what he’s wrapped them in

Comics and cds no chance when

Watching the tvs forbidden, he says blue-

Peters too violent

He follows them to the bog and back

A mollicoddling maniac, soft as crap

Cotton wool wrapped by kevin

We get bullied on the bus…