Monkberry Moon Delight Exuma

[Verse 1]
So I sat in the attic a guitar up my nose
And the wind played a dreadful cantata
(Cantata, cantata)
Sore was I from the crack of the enemy's hose
And the terrible sound of tomato
(Tomato, tomato)

[Chorus 1]
Ketchup
(Ketchup)
Soup and puree
(Soup and puree)
Don't get left behind
(Don't get left behind)
Ketchup
(Ketchup)
Soup and puree
(Soup and puree)
Don't get left behind
(Don't get left behind)
Don't get left behind
(Don't get left behind)
Aaah

[Verse 2]
When a rattle of rats had awoken
The sinews, the nerves and the veins
My guitar was boldly outspoken
As it tried to repeat its refrain
So I stood with a knot in my stomach, hah
As I gazed at a terrible sight
Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel
Sipping monkberry moon delight