The Bronco’s Buck Wander Over Yonder

We're on a quest to get Eggy to the nesty
Projectile spines, they hit more than they miss

Well, the baby has a scratch
On her shell that hasn't hatched
And a booboo just demands a kiss

And now you're shiverin' from frosty freezy ice breath
And I can tell you want to punch me in the gut

The baby's cold, sad to admit
Needs Mother Hen to sit on it
And you have got the biggest butt

After getting hit with monster spit
A bath we take
And now we soothe your Eggy-Poo
With Patty-Cake

Caring for children is such fun, won't you agree?
You thought you'd kick some monster butt
Instead, you're dressed for tea!
Yup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup

As we approach our final destination
You have been burned and singed and smashed and struck!