Lyrics:

So I sat in the attic
A piano up my nose - and the wind played a dreadful cantata
Sore was I from the crack of an enemy's hose
And the horrible sound of tomato

Catch up, soup and puree
Don't get left behind
Catch up, soup and puree
Don't get left behind

When a rattle of rats
Had awoken
The sinews, the nerves and the veins
My piano is boldly outspoken
In attempts to repeat his refrain
So I stood with a knot in my stomach
And I gazed at that terrible sight
Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel
Sucking Monkberry Moon Delight

Well I know my banana is older than the rest
And my hair is a tangled beretta
But I leave my pajamas to Billy Budapest
And I don't get the gist of your letter

Catch up, cats and kittens
Don't get left behind
Catch up, cats and kittens
Don't get left behind
Monkberry Moon Delight
Monkberry Moon Delight