With his three coned cap
Brett is tasting all the soup
Makin' soup for the ambassadors
Here comes the joker
Have you seen his stripped stockings?
Waitin' to be let in
And Wendy's on the windowsill
And I am in the hallway
We all must laugh
Brett is in the bathtub
And the purple humpbacked whale
Here come the ambassadors
The kings are all lined up
They show up one by one
But they'll just have to wait
Making bathtub gin
...
About the kids under the carpet
He carries a Martini
And heard his sad tale
'Cause we're all in this together
And the autumn bells are ringin'
And we love to take a bath
Where is the joker?
To see if it is done
With his silly grin
They didn't mean to be impolite
Gin
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That he wears like a crown?
Gin
Made of bathtub gin
Here comes the joker
Singing to the Troubadours
Have you seen him around
Songwriters: Ernest Anastasio, Susannah B Goodman
Outside the gate
Gin
But they just couldn't wait
But the kings storm the hallway
They've climbed up through the gate
And we're all in the bathtub now