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