Monkfish

He never used French letters
But he looked up to Joan of Arc
Said he knew Eddie Vedder and that tasted like a monkfish tart
And he always endeavoured to the libraries and works of art
(HO!HO!
HOO!)

When all's said and done
It's good to be home
When all's said and done
It's good to be gone

Grinning like a Frank Bough sweater!
But Frank, he had the coke in his heart
He wasn't that good looking
But he hedged his bets, and that's a start
Always thought he knew better
But he realized it was all arse clarts!
(HO!HO!
HOO!)

When all's said and done
It's good to be home
When all's said and done
It's good to be gone