With my apologies to The Platters:
They said that I would die
I said, "The Thames is fine.
OHHHHHHH
"It's 1785, modern medical science
"Will keep me alive."
They said, "What of all the trash,
"The sewage and the ash?
OHHHHH OHHH
"When you gulp and gasp, and you breathe your last,
"Smoke gets in your ass."
So I chaffed them and I gaily laughed
To think they could doubt my strokes
Yet today, my luck has flown away
I am struck by a boat
(Struck by a boat)
Now, as I start to pass,
Someone lights a match,
OHHGGHHHGGHHAGGHRGGH
My trousers now unclasped, bellows are pumped full blast,
Smoke gets in your ass


















