Action man dances on the telly, enjoying himself wildly

Cat sits on my flugel and visitors snore like a bugel

Scary teddy cat stares at me, as the Merlin pub has gone up a tree

Derr mun Herman Munster, gone off food smells in the dumpster

And grumpy cat says go away

You can’t see me I am invisible, Army gear on I am blended in

I eat curry in the house from a mess tin

And sonic attack is on the airwaves soon, it sounds as wild as Keith Moon

Mountain smells like pipe tobacco, the ashes float onto pigeons’ heads

And they do wander into greggs

People go shoo but they do stand their ground and go coo