A shotgun made it wield   Sheep grazing in a field   They pointed the gun at his head   And made him take a sheep to bed   This was quite absurd   He'd never had a bird   His screaming broke the peace   As he shot his load all over it's fleece      CHORUS:   Now he has trouble getting to sleep   The bloke up the garage fucked a sheep   When he thinks of it, it makes him weep   The bloke up the garage fucked a sheep      Well, what could he do?   His helmet smelt of ewe   Now when he goes out on the pull   He's attracted to girls who are wearing wool   All his clothes got splattered   He muttered muff juice and sheep's fanny batter   We caught him sitting in his poo   Picking sheep shit out his pubes