Every Friday, my mate the sailor, went adventuring, down low,
He went cruising with his big submarine, to places, he did not know,
He would dive down a couple of leagues,
Slipped on his rubber battle fatigues,
That way he never worried, about any place he happened to go.
I once had an enormous chicken, and his name was Little Dick,
Little Dick was a feisty, rooster, and his comb was long and thick,
Dick's friend was an itsy, bitsy Beagle,
The Beagle was taken by an eagle,
The eagle grabbed the Beagle to feed to its last surviving chick.
I visited my friend Trina, She's lodged in the town, clink,
Trina fell off a low garden wall, after too much to drink,
Someone called for the cops,
Sirens raced through all stops,
I bought Trina a dress for court; it's long, frilly and pink.
Dynamite, Boom, Up
Up, Up, Boom, Boom, Metal, Hunks
Down, Crash, Money, Burns
I always love my sandalwood tea,
It just tastes awfully good, to me,
You find the flavor in the store soaps,
Sometimes, the kind sold on the soap ropes,
Caution: Tea before bed makes one wee.
I got killed by a rouge, cyber truck, today,
My silly, old soul has done, floated away,
There was a big crash,
An explosion, a flash,
Birds cleanup my pieces, the red and charred grey. .
I decided to hire a mohel, his name was Hubla Hahn,
I hired him to do all my kids, Wilmadene, Gerald and Don,
The kids were quiet as mice,
As the man went slice, slice, slice,
The mohel left, after using the john.