Shockheaded Peter 歌词

Just look at him there he stands With his nasty hair and hands Anything to me is sweeter Than Shockheaded Peter See his nails are never cut They're as grim as black as soot Anything to me is sweeter Than Shockheaded Peter And this sloven I declare Has never once combed his hair Yes this sloven I declare Has never once combed his hair So anything to me is sweeter Than Shockheaded Peter Anything to me is sweeter Than Shockheaded Peter Shockheaded Peter