No, that's not quite right is it? Dunnio what went wrong. I'll have another go.

My Pee-See is crashed,
all my cookies's are crumbled,
I'm trapped in this Web,
and my pride has been humbled
I think somebody's poisoned this watering hole.
And the Mudcat's been skinned,
it's been slaughtered and sold.
(Ch)My head it is sore,
and my heart it needs healing
Let's all sing out once more
And let's sing it with feeling
Let's break down the walls,
And let's bring down the ceiling
For they say that the day < BR> of the Mudcat is gone.
< BR>

One by one we go down,
and the last was Mike Billo - < BR> and we buried him under an old weeping willow,< BR> and we carved on his tombstone this epitaph plain,
"Rest in Peace! Rise in Glory, < BR> Old Friend What's-His-Name"
(Ch)My head it is sore,
and my heart it needs healing
Let's all sing out once more
And let's sing it with feeling
Let's break down the walls,
And let's bring down the ceiling
For they say that the day < BR> of the Mudcat is gone.

When I first came upon it
out there in the desert
I thought I had found an Oasis of Quiet
with the Mudcat in splendour,
and singing and shouting
But trouble soon came
and marauders and fighting.
(Ch)My head it is sore,
and my heart it needs healing
Let's all sing out once more
And let's sing it with feeling
Let's break down the walls,
And let's bring down the ceiling
And rise to the skies
with the Mudcat reborn.
And let's rise to the skies,
with the Mudcat reborn.