I met mata hari

She was in no hurry

The firing squad had their guns in the air

My invitation said 'Bring your own shovel'

I brought my own shovel

B Y O S

Bring your own shovel and shovel up the mess


Oh, lately all my friends

Clip their teeth with nail clippers

They want them much straighter, much nicer, more even

Well I thought I'd do something nasty as well

I brought my own shovel, dug up this here well


Then i shuffled my feet and i sniffed at the smells

Then i dropped in some horses and dropped in some sheep

Then i cuddled up my grandma put her in there to sleep

Then i licked up the envelope in it i sent

All the bones and the bones and the braids from my hair


Oh, oh, and darling I'm all shook up now

Oh oh, baby I'm all shook up now

Oh, oh, darling I'm all shook up

Bring your own shovel

Bring your own shovel

Bring your own shovel

B Y O S

Bring your own shovel

Bring your own shovel

Bring your own shovel

B Y O S

B Y O S

B Y O S

B Y O

B Y O

B Y O S