text: Brett is in the bathtub
  Making soup for the ambassadors
  And I am in the hallway
  Singing to the troubadours
  And the kings are all lined up
  Outside the gate
  And the autumn bell is ringing
  But theyll 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 striped stockings
  And heard his sad tales
  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 Wendys on the windowsill
  Waiting to be let in
  And were all in the bathtub now
  Making bathtub gin
  And the kings storm the hallway
  Theyve climbed up through the gate
  They didnt mean to be impolite
  But they just couldnt 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 were all in this together
  And we love to take a bath