Buzz Fledderjohn

I stood on the roof, stood toward dark
 To get a better look at the Fledderjons' lawn
 Big sharp pistols, ammo too
 Nothing but books about World War II
 Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard
 I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
 I ain't allowed
 No, I ain't allowed
 I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
 I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole
 Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl
 Buzz Fledderjon
 Paper's full of stabbings, the sky's 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 Fledderjon's yard
 I said that I ain't allowed
 No, I ain't allowed
 No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard.
 Well, the sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew
 Weathervane's 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
 Because I ain't allowed
 I said, I ain't allowed
 No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
 I said, I ain't allowed
 No, I ain't allowed
 I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard
 I ain't allowed
 I ain't allowed
 I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjon's yard