Wind up here is getting stiff    Hits the branches, sends them adrift    The cradle rocks, the cradle sways    Sends the baby into a nauseous daze    Who sets a bassinet up in a tree?    That's one for you my friend, not for me.    Here comes that creaking, cracking sound    As every single thing comes tumbling down       When the bough breaks I only hope I got a nice soft place to fall    I hope it's quiet, and there's nobody there to hear my feeble call    When the bough breaks, the branch's not the only thing thats gonna go    If I'm still concious, I'll pick the pieces up and slowly stumble home       Branches click like castanets    Like a box of Milkbones that's been upset    Everyone stands thunderstruck    Too late the firestation sends a truck    People stand around dumb with fright    Cover childrens' eyes, prevent the sight    Unwilling acrobat, unlikely trapeeze       When the bough breaks I only hope I got a nice soft place to fall    I hope it's quiet, and there's nobody there to hear my feeble call    When the bough breaks, the branch's not the only thing thats gonna go    If I'm still concious, I'll pick the pieces up and slowly stumble home