Lyrics:

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 clown?

Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale

About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales?


Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one

Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done

Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in

And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin


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

Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath.