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Benji's got the notepad. Black Peter's got the pen.
Joseph makes dem bells a toll at quarter to ten.
The cats they're all a waiting for the session that's to come.
With Rocky on the reed hard and Wallace on the drums.
They're headed down the high street.
Quickstep, man to man.
He's the leader of the band.
They'll be rocking in the aisles from dawn until dusk.
They'll be rocking in the aisles until the rabbits bite the dust.
The cemetery outside where the loved deceased are led.
They'll be rocking in the aisles so loud they may even wake the dead.
Mortimer the padre taps his stick and beats the time.
As Earl picks out a blues riff after each and every line.
Though no denomination rules. Hindu, Buddhist Cof E.
They're always there on Sundays to stamp and clap their hands.
They'll be rocking in the aisles from dawn until dusk.
They'll be rocking in the aisles until the rabbits bite the dust.
The cemetery outside where the loved deceased are led.
They'll be rocking in the aisles so loud they may even wake the dead.
Written May 1972.