Lyrics:

What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!
What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!

(Look inside the clock! There's a little toy singer!)

I'm a toy singer, so don't be alarmed, if I sound real, I am real
I'm a toy.
They wound me up to tell futures, the Eighties will be a joy
Joy rhymes with toy.

And this clock I live in's got
Cute small things inside.

(Look what's inside the clock!)

Dirty streets, sweatshops, and scrapyards and bars
All perfectly reproduced.
Little sharp things that will prick you and make make make make make you do things
Buy things
Self-induced.

And this clock I live in's got
Cute small things inside.

What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!
What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!

(Quick! Lock it back up! Ah!)

Once it's unlocked it's for keeps and the beasties are free to go
They leap to the deck.
And the toy singer, that's me, this clock's made me a nervous wreck
Where's my check?

(Oh! That! Clock! She! Lives! In's! Got!)
(Cute! Small! Things! In! Siiiiiide!)

What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!
What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!
What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!
What's in the cuckoo clock? Don't leave the thing unlocked!