They hear all things said
And pass that on to you,
They live inside your head
And tell you what to do.
“Go make your bed” your Mammy said
That’s not what they told you sure
Instead they said to fake you’re dead
And you dropped to the floor.
“What’s your favourite number?”
You teacher asks the class?
“MY NUMBER 2S” you thunder
The Earwhizzles laugh and gasp.
You see they play tricks
These people in your head
There’s Ann, Joe and Nics,
And Tom, and Joan, and Fred.
They set up house inside your skull
To laugh and joke and play
With them around life is not dull
They brighten up your day.