Buzz Fledderjohn I stood on the roof, stood toward dark To get a better look at the Fledderjons' lawn Big sharp pistols, ammo too Nothing but books about World War II Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl Buzz Fledderjon
Paper's full of stabbings, the sky's full of crows She's singing in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes Carp in the bathtub and it's raining real hard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
I said that I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard.
Well, the sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew Weathervane's squeaking to the west I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue One thing in the world I can't recommend to you
Because I ain't allowed I said, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
I said, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
I ain't allowed I ain't allowed I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard