A crack in the curtain, through a silvery line, on the bed by the wall
a person peeps down, at the folks dressed so fine, doing nothing at all.
The excitible cock, is retired for the day, and it's bed time for all,
but, you can hear uncle Albert's voice drift up the stairs, from where he stands in the hall.
He's saying Big Fat Billy get out of your bed,
you've got to work for your keeping.
You've got nothing to show for your life,
but Big Fat Billy goes on sleeping
Out in the streets, it's the time of the day. Can't afford to be late!
Rap-a-tap-tap, with typewriter on lap, waiting for a tea break.
Back in his bed, with no thoughts in his head, of doing nothing till date
A shattering sound fills the peaceful sorround - the voice of aunt Kate!
She's saying Big Fat Billy get out of your bed,
you've got to work for your keeping!
but Big Fat Billy goes on sleeping.
Big Fat Billy goes on sleeping.
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