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Brett is in the bathtub

Making 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 ringing

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

Waiting 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

Because we're all in this together

And we love to take a bath