I've got a doodoo in my butt
And I don't know what to do
With the doodoo in my butt
But I know that a father should say to you
That he's proud of you

Every daughter is a doodoo from a father's butt
Biologically speaking, the butt is a nut
And every father father's wrong
And there isn't a song that can change that

Mr. Hankey:
Everything that lives on earth poos in some way
And that's how the cycle happens each and every day
Just look at the green, green grass and the birds up in the sky
It's all here because of poo and now I'll tell you why

Grass is eaten by the cattle
Which is eaten by women and men
It fuses with their body and becomes poo again
And that poo goes through the sewer
Which is dumped into the sea
And its eaten by the plankton which becomes the fishes meal.

When that bigger fish with the poo still inside
Swims up near the shore and gets eaten alive
By a grizzly bear that poos on a dead piece of sand
So that it can spring into life and become food for the land!

It's the poo of the antelope, the poo of the giraffe
Which falls onto to the earth, and becomes the blades of grass
The grass is eaten by the cattle, which comes out the other end
To make poo for the humans, and start all over again.

You see son? You're not an insignificant part of life. You are life!

Cornwallis:
But how can I be that giraffe and blade of grass and a human? I don't control what they do.

Mr. Hankey:
Just like your heart beats without you thinking about it. So too, do your giraffes and humans do what they do, without you even thinking about it! But it is all one life form. It is all you.

Cornwallis:
I think I see now (deep singing voice)
So I'm the poo of the antelope, that flows onto the ground

Mr. Hankey:
Which becomes the grass of tomorrow

Cornwallis:
Yeah

Mr. Hankey:
Which the critters turn around

Cornwallis:
And I'm the leg of a leopard. And the wings of a hen.

Both:
Which becomes dinner for the humans, and turn back to poo again.
That's the circle, the circle of poooooooooooo.