Linda Hoyle - The ballad of Marty Mole

Maisy knew, Daisy too
Who had broken her tou
Lost in the box,
Under the fox.

Mausy cried, Daisy lied
About poor Linda Jane
Put her to sleep,
Dolls never weep.

Poor Linda,
She's lost half her head and it's gone
Who knows where
Looking around the room
No-one wants to help her
All alone in the dark
Linda,
She couldn't quite see whose where
There
All the toys in the room
Slowly turned towards her
Wondering where to start.

Turs the bear didn't care
'Cause he had things to do
Making his chairs,
For other bears.

Bunny Blobs, tween her snobs,
Said she knew it was there
Still couldn't see,
She's bad as me

Poor Linda,
The King of toys said he'd try
For a fee,
Couldn't he see her cry
Called the toys around him
Hughey Frog, Peter Pig,
Linda
He'll take ten percent of you
Cry
Tell him he needn't try
That's no way to find it
Just you look for yourself.
Ronnie ox, with his box,
Watching horses go by
Lot with a frown, all fallen down.
Marty Mole, from his hole
Puts his nose to the ground
Knows Where to look, starts with a book.
Love Linda
Is all that you need for your head
Can't toy see
Opening up your eyes
See the world around you
Marty Mole's found the light, Linda
So take him into your heart
Sing
The world is a grand surprise
You don't need eyes to see it
If love is still in your heart
Thank you, thank you, Marty Mole
How I love you, how I love you, Marty Mole.