LITTERBUGGERS
Music and lyrics by Roger Coghill, aka Bampi Bill.
Look, there’s clutter in the gutter, Rotting garbage in the street
And Wittengenstein’s gone in decline, Can’t find a word to speak.
Drink a bevy in your Chevvy, And then wind the window low
Toss the can out on the sidewalk Where the cleaner people go.
Chorus: For I’m a litterbugger, jitterbugger, shitterbugger
And I make the world real fine.
You’d better seek environmental Asylum from my curse
Of plastic bags and cast-
Let us stroll the plastic hedgerows, Where the cigarette butts grow,
And Kentucky fries offend your eyes Along Tobacco Road.
Chorus: For I’m a litterbugger, etc.
One day when I’ve done fouling The roads from Troon to Rye,
I know St Pete on his heavenly seat Will punish me for my…
Perverse excruciating Bad habits, that’s for sure,
And I’ll be a wreck, upto the neck, In garbage ever more.
Chorus: For I’m a litterbugger, etc.