I stood on the roof, stood till dark   To get a better look at the Fledderjohns' lawn   Big sharp pistols, ammo too   Nothing but books about World War II   Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard   I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      I ain't allowed   No, I ain't allowed   I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole   Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl   Buzz Fledderjohn      Paper's full of stabbings, the sky's full of crows   She's singing in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes   Carp in the bathtub and it's raining real hard   I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      I said that I ain't allowed   No, I ain't allowed   No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      Well, the sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew   Weathervane's squeaking to the west   I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue   One thing in the world I can't recommend to you      Because I ain't allowed   I said, I ain't allowed   No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      I said, I ain't allowed   No, I ain't allowed   I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard      I ain't allowed   I ain't allowed   I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard