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!"