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Why lullaby: Russell Crowe had just found out he and Danielle were pregnant
Task: Write a 30-odd-Foot-Of-Grunt-type-song he would sing to said child
Had to include: Something to do with the life of birds.
And triscadecaphobia - fear of the number thirteen.

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My newborn Crowe
I'll watch you grow
Tell you what I know
My newborn Crowe
 
I'll treat you good
Do the things a big Crowe would
Falling short of spewing in your mouth
I'll treat you good
 
And when you're old enough
I'll throw you out of the tree
Metaphorically
So you can be like me
So you can
 
Fly
Away from me
Fly 
Away from me
Fly
 
Oh sorry
I woke you up
 
Since you're awake
Eat this steak
Let's get you on solids as fast as we can
Stay ahead of the other man
 
And if the other guy's in your way
Treat him mercilessly
Hang him from a high tree
Unless the other guy's me
Then you'd better
 
Fly
Away from me
Fly 
Away from me
Run and hide
 
Oh stop crying!
 
You're a Crowe
Let 'em know
That if you can't be a nice guy
Be the greatest actor in the world
 
Which you can't be
'Cause the greatest actor is me
You'd better watch your back son
You'd better turn round and run
 
And when you're thirteen
You're out of the house
You're gone I'm over ya
It's nothing personal son
It's just my triskaidekaphobia

Well then you'd better
 
Fly

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