Oh disco volante Basilisco, you're the Bogeyman I know you, I'll show you I've outgrown you but I'm your biggest fan So will you whisper to me an old melody Done of a darker time Five over four is an unsettled score Enough to chill the spine My darling I'm spangled There's no harm in getting good and tight So come over Red Rover Come October, we're stumbling through the night And so it's whiskey for me in my Listerine Hang me out to dry Sinew and spine on an old clothesline Here's mud in your eye It's funny you're everywhere So funny, I'm loathe to care I'm lousy with fever Downright drowsy, oh I'm a sleeping pill Don't wake me and don't shake me Don't mistake me, oh I'm a living will And if you witness in me a fine misery And hang me out to die But save you some gin for my next of kin No need to spare the rye