See the crawling of the band, I think he's angry at the grandstand.

He finds it hard to see the wolf, Overshadowed by the jolly seawolf.

Who is that snapping near the fox? I think she'd like to eat the glaux.

She is but a heavy girl, Admired as she sits upon a squirrel.

Her evil car is just a bee, It needs no gas, it runs on he.

She's not alone she brings a zombie, a pet duck, and lots of zombi.

The duck likes to chase a spouse, Especially one that's in the public house.

The band shudders at the pretty flower He want to leave but she wants the clock tower.