Good morning captain and crew, how do these
gentlemen do?
Big Jim caught another big talking animal,
Another for the dumb-critter zoo,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got us
one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got us
one.
Flat tyre on a side road, quarter-tank and a full
load,
We never spilled any blood of an innocent,
We took in every Tom Joad,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got
us one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got
us one.
Crawl like a rabbit on lead, holding his
mummified head,
He got a lesson that big talking animal,
We fed him meal in the shed,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one.
Drums in the valley of the Hun, Hum-humming like
a hive in the sun,
It was done like an offer to the god with the
hammer,
And was clean like an Amazon nun,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one.
Eva Braun came up again, trying to get her mits upon
the chain,
Down she fell, down the well with the skeleton,
Nail-holes screamed on the drain,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got
us one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we got
us one.
Spin like a barber's candy cane, run if you're
able to Cain,
You one blunder was bring your Babylon
Down to these Amazon plains,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one,
If we wanted some weed for the compost, we
got us one.
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