So I sat in the attic, A piano at my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata (cantata...). Sore was I from the crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato (tomato...).
Ketchup (ketchup) Soup and puree (soup and puree), Don't get left behind (get left behind)...
When a rattle of rats had awoken, The sinews, the nerves and the veins. My piano was boldly outspoken, in attempts to repeat it's refrain.
So I stood with a knot in my stomach, And I gazed at that terrible sight Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel, Sucking monkberry moon delight.
Monkberry moon delight, Monkberry moon delight.
Well, I know my banana is older than the rest, And my hair is a tangled beretta. When I leave my pajamas to billy budapest, And I don't get the gist of your letter (your letter...).
Catch up! (catch up), Cats and kittens (cats and kittens), Don't get left behind (get left behind)...
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