(TZING! BOOM! The lights go out.)
Oh, haste, life's a waste till you're based at the Sausage Farm,
Where the dog and the hog and the frog go arm-in-arm;
And the farm-yard bosses can all do Sosses;
The old man's crazy, and his poor Aunt Maisie,
Over this hit of bliss (have a kiss) at Sausage Farm.
(CLATTER! BUMP! The walls begin to crack.)
Come a-quick, you'll be sick if you miss that Sausage Roll,
For the cow does it now and the cat we can't contro-ol,
And I heard as she purred, "Oh, I've found my kittens,