Lullaby

I just wrote this. You should sing it to your kids.

Go to sleep, little baby blue
And dream about tomorrow
Close your eyes
And go to sleep
And try not to think of disease

Disease, disease
It killed your mom
Disease will probably kill you too
Disease, disease
It rots your bones
And it’s probably already begun

Go to sleep, little baby blue
And dream about rainbows
Close your eyes
But you should hope
You’re not closing them for the last time

Disease, disease
It's really small
It would be way hard to stop
Disease, disease
Your dad and his new wife Immelda
Are probably busy anyway

Go to sleep, little baby blue
And dream not about doctors
Don't worry
About what you can't help
And hey — isn't Immelda pretty?

By the way, this lullaby is sung to the tune of that other song I wrote.