Lyrics

I stood on the roof of Stuart's old Dodge To get a better look at the Fledderjohn's lodge Bait shop pistols, ammo too Nothing but books about World War II Rottweiler, Doberman, 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 Doberman whole Piranha swimming in a mixing bowl Paper is full of stabbings, the sky is 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 a sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew Weather vane 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 'Cause 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