Bathtub Gin

Brett is in the bathtub Makin' soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway Singing to the Troubadours The kings are all lined up Outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringin' But they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap That he wears like a crown? Have you seen his stripped stockings? And heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet And the purple humpbacked whale Here come the ambassadors They show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup To see if it is done And Wendy's on the windowsill Waitin' to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now Making bathtub gin But the kings storm the hallway They've climbed up through the gate They didn't mean to be impolite But they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker With his silly grin He carries a Martini Made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker We all must laugh 'Cause we're all in this together And we love to take a bath Gin Gin Gin ...