Mr. Feathers what you do
When you go into your zoo
The monorail going through your mind
Has stopped there a thousand times
Oh, in your zoo
Your reptile cage has rattlesnakes
But they eat rats for goodness sake
Blissful is the polar bear
Who fools all day without a care
Oh, where you going too
Oh, acting so aloof
Oh, got those drifting blues
Inside your bowl a world exists
Aquatically clean and full with fish
The land of monkeys you go too
Takes you back to Ms. Smith's third grade crew
Oh, where you going too
Oh, acting so aloof
Oh, got those drifting blues
In your zoo