A Dead Song lyrics

This is true, mister nothing said forever said I can sing! Hit it, make it a dead one with words like Blood, soldier mother Ok, ok I want to sleep before the end, which is impolite Hit it, make it a dead one! If nothing crops up, I'll give you a ring You can sing the end Ok, ok Then I could get all the little animals out of my room Hit it with a broom! Ok, ok Put them in a big white sack No visitors came Hit it with words like: Thou shalt not The end