I used to talk about politics, politics, politics, I used to talk about politics but I don't anymore. I used to talk about communism, socialism, capitalism I used to talk about all those isms but now I'm a dad And all I talk about is: Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo I used to rant about traffic problems, Fender benders, stupid signs I used to fear an accident But now I stay at home And talk about: Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Sometimes it's all brown and gooey Sometimes it looks like dijon mustard Sometimes it's like melted crayon Sometimes it just smells like POO I used to talk about philosophy, Kafka, Descartes, Socrates I used to think metaphysically But now I think the world evolves around: Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Sometimes it feels just like stucco Sometimes it feels like jello pudding Sometimes it's like avocado Sometimes she just pees on me I used to be real int'resting Discussing issues of the day But now I call up my MP And tell her all about my baby poo Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo Baby poo, baby poo All I talk about is baby poo