Here Come the Fleas

Lyrics

Here come the fleas, they're at your knees So move over please, I don't want you around me Dirt on the floor from six weeks or more You say it's a bore to keep this darn hole tidy Why'd you do (Shut up) the things that most (Beatnicking) people frown at? You haven't washed yourself for weeks (Go back to sleep) Can't begin to clear that mess in the kitchen The windows cracked, the basement leaks ("What's going on in there? What do you think you're doing?" [Neighbour:] "Here ... would you mind being quiet in there? The man can't even hear what his own steel band is doing") Go lie on the stair, you just don't care You better beware, or I might take a tumble Here come the fleas, they're on your knees So move over please, I don't want you around me Go get a job, stop being a slob Go earn a few bob And I'll give you a kiss