On the ass of a camel he saw
A spot that was bloody raw
On the ass of a camel he saw
A spot that was bloody raw
Inviting the flies
On the ass of a camel he saw
A spot that was bloody raw
Inviting the flies
Horny insect guys
Who'd not know to hump or to gnaw.
There was a young fellow named Craven
There was a young fellow named Craven
Who was balmy about Poe's old "Raven"
There was a young fellow named Craven
Who was balmy about Poe's old "Raven"
'Til the day that he swore:
"Nevermore, 'Nevermore'"!!!!!
'Twas no savin' "The Raven" from Craven!
Sorry - I am bad - couldn't resist. Someone else finish it
There was a young fellow named Craven
Who was balmy about Poe's old "Raven"
Who would seek to alter perfection? Show me the man and I'll run him through.
One night on the moors a young rabbit
One night on the moors a young rabbit
Tried to sneak by the hounds in a habit
One night on the moors a young rabbit
Tried to sneak by the hounds in a habit
He tripped and fell
One night on the moors a young rabbit
Tried to sneak by the hounds in a habit
SHE tripped and fell
Down a mildewy well
And said...well, it sure weren't "Dagnabbit!"
'Twas a fairish young morn on Capri...
(all this talk of falling down wells! I have just sprained my ankle IN THE BATH!!!!!!! you can't DO that!!!! I am crippled - how am I gonna get to work? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! It hurts! Never woulda happened if you people hadn't been a-dropping rabbits down wells.... WAAAAAAAAAAHHH!)
I always warned you about that frenetic jig you're known to do in the bath....
Sympathy, a kind shoulder, were all I asked....but no.....widicule, wagging and no warmth......waaaaaaaaah!
T'was a fairish young morn on Capri
the lark's trill dids't instill reverie
T'was a fairish young morn on Capri
the lark's trill dids't instill reverie
But the whining of mopeds
It soon interlopéd
T'was a fairish young morn on Capri
The lark's trill dids't instill reverie
But the whinning of mopeds
It soon interloped
T'was the lark's fairish morn a pit'y
The short view of the gentleman's head
In the quaint English village of Worcester
Lived a little red hen and a rooster...........
In the quaint English village of Worcester
Lived a little red hen and a rooster,
'Til rooster and hen
Got together, and then...
