Johnny Brondon

Was I a finey tiny little chap,

In the vintage streets of London,

Amongst those many curious eyes,

Was I detective Johnny Brondon

Was there any freaky odd case,

Of red bloody brutal murders,

That Johnny Brondon couldn't solve,

Among the smarty skillful herders

Okay! I'll say was there a little one,

Just one I failed and never another,

I failed not 'cause it was very tricky,

It's 'cause of my angry mother

I was a finey tiny little chap,

In the vintage streets of London,

Until mommy woke me up from bed,

I was detective Johnny Brondon

Why a nightmare from a dream?