Songtexte The Fly - Barnbrack

There was a little fly and he flew into a store
And he sh*t upon the ceiling and he sh*t upon the floor
And he sh*t upon the bacon and he sh*t upon the ham
And he sh*t upon the head of the little grocery man

Little grocery man got his little spray gun
Said he catch the fly before the day was done
But before he could count from one to ten
The fly flew down and sh*t upon his baldy head again

There was a little fly and he flew into a store
And he sh*t upon the ceiling and he sh*t upon the floor
And he sh*t upon the bacon and he sh*t upon the ham
And he sh*t upon the head of the little grocery man

Little grocery man and his little grocery wife
Swore to catch the fly even if it meant their life
So They got themselves a hand grande and lay up on the floor
And they blew themselves to blazes ...
As the fly flew out the door

There was a little fly and he flew into a store
And he sh*t upon the ceiling and he sh*t upon the floor
And he sh*t upon the bacon and he sh*t upon the ham
And he sh*t upon the head of the little grocery man

Now they both went up to heaven and angels they were made
Saint Peter said to him "Hey Mister!" they would be repaid
They got themselves some angel wings and flew up in the sky
And they swoope down like bombers then to sh*t upon the fly

There was a little fly and he flew into a store
And he sh*t upon the ceiling and he sh*t upon the floor
And he sh*t upon the bacon and he sh*t upon the ham
And he sh*t upon the head of the little grocery man

There was a little fly and he flew into a store
And he sh*t upon the ceiling and he sh*t upon the floor
And he sh*t upon the bacon and he sh*t upon the ham
And he sh*t upon the head of the little grocery man
For God sake duck here come the little fly