The Dutch Boy - The Handsome Family

My heart it goes out to that poor little Dutch boy

Who stopped a great flood with the tip of his thumb

Through parades and medals he felt no joy and took to his bed with a bottle of

rum

The queen she arrived in her motorcade to give the good

Dutch boy a commemorative pen, but he watched as the milkmaids all withered and

grayed

And he knew that the waters must rise again

Because the world is made up of milk and scissors

Milk and scissors in a spiraling chain

Milk and scissors like a cheap squirting flower

Milk and scissors like worms when it rains