If you pat one head
You've got to pat all the rest
Pat them all and Cerberus will love you the best
When you're a multi-headed hellhound
With a reputation for rage
The sympathies of those you meet
Are hard to engage
Cerberus is as Cerberus does
He only gnashes his hundreds of teeth because
He couldn't bear the pain
That your parting would bring
Cause he's a sociable beast & his heads all sing:
"We like sniffing the air!
We like biscuits and bones!
We like to bark a friendly welcome as the dead come home
& we don't like being left on our own, all alone, oh no!"
He's a good dog with a good heart
& a large number of heads
& it's no wonder he's unhappy
When all his friends are dead
Long before he meets them
You can see it in his faces
Throw him a stick
& it's the shadow that he chases
It's a shadow of me, a shadow of you
That will greet a friendly Cerberus
As we pass through
From this world to the next
So I think we should bring
Some biscuits and bones
Cause we've all heard him sing
"We like sniffing the air!
We like biscuits and bones!
We like to bark a friendly welcome
as the dead come home
&we don't like being left on our own, all alone, oh no!"