Veruca Salt, the little brute,
Has just gone down the garbage chute
And She will meet as she descends
A rather different set of friends
A rather different set of friends
A rather different set of friends
A fish head, for example, cut
This morning from a halibut.
An oyster from an oyster stew,
A steak that no one else would chew,
And lots of other things as well,
Each with a rather horrid smell.
horrid smell

That she will meet as she descends,
These are Veruca's new found friends
The one's who spoiler her
Who indeed?
Who pandered to her every need?
Who turned her into such a brat?
Who are the culprits? Who did that?
The guilty ones now this is sad
Dear Old Mum and Loving Dad