Chapman-Whitney
Guy upstairs plays a flute
Wears horned rimmed gla**es and a Buddy Holly suit
Most the people 'round here say he don't suit but I said he looks alright to me.
There's one old man, brings in the mail
He told me once that he'd been in jail
That he'd robbed a church and stole the grail but, er, he looks alright to me.
Bare face staring from the morning news
Sexual fantasies he stands accused
Somebody's s**ual fancies, they say he's abused but, er, he looks alright to me.
There's an odd job man, hangs out on the street
Gosh, he's so ugly, knock the caps off your teeth
You got a job needs doing well, then that's the man you need but, er, he looks alright to me.