Can Can - Barron Knights

Your dustman will bring his van

And take your rubbish if he can

Put it in your wheelie bin

The nut shell day shell sea shell door bell

Then with luck he'll take

Your muck and put it on his garbage truck

A watering can a rusty pram

Some bottles and a frying pan

If you find it

Doesn't open up be surprised

He won't flirt 'cos

He might have been privatised

But make sure you

Leave him out a Christmas tip

Or he might just

Use your garden for a skip

And you will find it in a tip

With fish and chips and broken

Zips and cycle clips and bits and bits of walnut whips

Last Saturday my aunty Florrie chased a council lorry

It ran over her geraniums

And she in a panic told him where he got a vantage

When he shot off in a cloud of dust

But this left her with a bin full

So she had a skin full

Took the whole lot up the council offices

And dumped

Fish heads on the mayors new Ford Granada

Should have bought a Lada

Serves him flipping right

So the next time

Your about to chuck a rotten cabbage out

Think about those brave young men

Who put up with your smelly rubbish

Then when things are looking grim

That's when your bill for rates come in

It's no sin have a fling in the spring with a grin

Chuck the thing in the bin

Get the thing round the garden

Follow with a gin and tonic

Then Mrs in the Spring time when it get to bin time

Do the can can for your local dustman and you might

Get him all excited he will be delighted

Whip you out an extra rubbish bag

So let's have a celebration shout it to the nation

Let the most devoted men in all the world

Have luck who cart away what you discarded

And they're disregarded

Think of what

Life would be like without them emptying your bin

Soon there'd be garbage piling right up to your chin

And that was somewhere pretty thin

'Cos you'd get warts and lose your skin

And life would really be so grim

So load your dustbin to the brim

And stand to face the old town hall

To thank the dustmen one and all