Buzz Fledderjohn (Waits 1999)
I stood on the roof, stood till dark To get a better look at the Fledderjohns' lawn Big sharp pistols, ammo too Nothing but books about World War II Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl Buzz Fledderjohn 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 Fledderjohn's yard I said that I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn'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 Fledderjohn's yard I said, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed I ain't allowed I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
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