Stegosaurus Songtext
von Ian Cooke

Across the world the birds arrive to settle
The late Jurassic conjured me and put me on the slate
To graze and fade and remain within it

The savannas of ferns that will turn to Colorado
Where I′ll one day be named official fossil of the state
With plates over my spine, doubled and staggered
Making the strangest of all constellations

Behold the thagomizers at the end of my
Tail! Quadruple spikes float high behind
But that's not all we are: a pebble, and a star, and a soul combined


When predators appear at any hour
Protection of this kind is necessary to survive
We teach our offspring to pivot and swivel their bodies
To swing what they′ve got in a fight

Most of my days are devoid of complication
The lifestyle of a herbivore is basic bad or good
Eat, sleep, and defend; self-preservation is the priority
Travel together

And don't forget to keep the population up
Reproduction is a must for dinokind
But that's not all we are: a pebble, and a star, and a soul combined