(Mu-mu-mu...mushroom men)nnYou may see horses try to flynA dog with periwinkle eyesnBut peppered earth with chunks of skynNow there's a sight worth seein'nnWhen sod gets moist with dewy flownAnd the fungus spores they start to shownAnd if you're sharp and in the knownYou may spy a different bein'nn(Mu-mu-mu-....mushroom men)nnI lean my head on a window panenAnd stare out cat-eyed through the rainnAnd though the dim's an awful strainnI think I've seen a mushroom mannI think I've seen a mushroom mannn(Mu-mu-mu...mushroom men)nnBoletes, boletes, I'm looking for boletesnBoletes, boletes, I'm looking for boletesnBoletes, boletesnDon't touch the amanitasnLook out for amanitasnn(Mu-mu-mu...mushroom men)nnBe it seven sons or seven troutnThey came to see with throbbing doubtnThe fungi as they pranced aboutnM-m-m-m-mushroom mennn(Mu-mu-mu...mushroom men)nnNow when mares eat oats and does eat oatsnAnd jackalopes eat baconnIt's time to get your glasses checkednCause surely you're mistakennnM-m-m-m-mushroom men