Lyrics 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

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