Don't worry, I'll give the screws a song.
No, he's doing bird as well,
put a ball and chain one step.
May I have this dance, warden?
In a little prison where I'm locked in,
there's a most peculiar fellow.
but his voice is soft and mellow.
He keeps a fruit cart in his cell,
and all the convicts knows it.
He doesn't sing or rave about his fruit,
He is doing it all night long.
It's better than any song.
Oh, it isn't very pretty.
You've got to admit it's cute.
So hold together, let it go.
don't tell me he's come to stay
Let the wardens hear him say, hey
Roachy the season, let's be merry
Everything is fresh today
Every Friday night when work is done,
To the prison warden he hurries round,
when he sings just like a minute.
To hear him blow one melody,
it's great, you can't deny it.
And if you've nothing else to do,
we'd like the Scrooge to try it.
It's easy when you know how.
God knows it isn't very pretty.
You've got to admit it's cute. Well...
So all together, let it go.
There is n't a cure, they say.
Let the Scrooges all hear him say
Doltie fam ily for a while
Everything is fresh today
Hello everybody, remember me?
I'm fourteen now and I have got boils
Now I don't look very pretty
I'm wearin' my new brown suit
The only trouble with it is
Don't point him at him, I say
It's a treat to hear him play
Somebody open a window, please!
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