(Tom Waits) I stood on the roof of Stuart's old Dodge to get a better look at the Fledderjohns' Lodge Bait shop, pistols, and ammo too Rottweiler, Doberman Pinkerton guard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I seen a python swallow a Doberman whole Piranha swimmin in a mixing bowl Paper's full of stabbings the sky's full of crows she's singin' in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes Carp in the bathtub and its raining real hard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard. Well a sailor's ringing doorbells sinners in the pew The weather vane squeaking to the west I seen the Cliffs of Dover and the deepest oceans blue the one thing in the world I can recommend to you Cause I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard