Hey riddle riddle my fat little fiddle
i work in the day and i sleep in the night
Hey fiddle fiddle my fat little riddle
i'm on my way in the pink morning light

Hey fellow fellow my fat fucking cello
going to work is a pain in the whole
Hey cello cello my fat fucking fellow
i'd rather be claiming the dole

Hey toot toot my fat fucking flute
This labour is draining my life of its worth
Hey flute flute my fat fucking toot
I'd pay for to undo my birth

Hey hurdy gurdy my fat fucking birdy
that sings when i turn on the cogs of your strings
Hey birdy birdy my fat hurdy gurdy
rising early's the worst of all things

Oh man oh man oh my lazy piano
It pains me to see you lie here as i leave
Piano Piano oh my lazy man oh
I'll bring you to work up my sleeve!

Hey drum drum my fat little bum
is where i would sit if i had any choice
hey bum bum my fat little drum
i should sing for the muse with my voice!

Hey whistle whistle my fat fucking thistle
that stings on my finger as i w eed the field
Hey thistle thistle my fat fucking whistle
will you sing me something real

Hey tell tell my fat fucking bell
You ring me out and you ring me back in
Hey bell bell oh please do tell
Is it really so much that I sin?

hey uke uke my fat little duke
work haunts my sleep like a stomping spook
hey duke duke my fat little uke
the alarm clock prompts me to puke

Hey crumpet crumpet my fat fucking trumpet
Give me a piece of the sweet stuff of life
Hey trumpet trumpet my fat fucking crumpet
To go with my cake full of strife

Hey liar liar my fat fucking choir
You sing to me of things that cannot exist
Hey choir choir my fat fucking liar
You sang I could just stay home and get pissed

Hey riddle riddle my fat fucking fiddle
i work in the day and i sleep in the night
Hey fiddle fiddle my fat fucking riddle
i go to work every morning it's shite