They're always stealing off the land   The Earl has to make his final stand   Build a device to catch them all   I don't give a damn if they say they're poop      Chorus         If you get caught there's no going back   It's a man trap   The jaws of his baby tightly snap   It's a man trap      He's old and mean and he hates the world   He's wicked as sin, his mind is narled   He's got plenty but he doesn't share   And to ask for help they wouldn't dare   A wall heath man with wife to keep   Did his duty and stole a sheep   Refused to grovel he refused to beg   Stepped on the trigger and lost his leg      Deported abroad and is long since dead   The gamekeeper's found without his head   His body was torn like tissue paper   a hidden peg-leg found years later