Some Little Bug is Going to Find You

In these days of indigestion, it oft times comes a question

As what to eat and what to let alone

For each microbe and bacillus all have a different way to kill us

And in time they always claim us for their own

Now, there are germs of every kind in any food that you can find

Either in the market or upon the bill of fare

And drinking water is just as risky as that so-called deadly whiskey

And it's oft times a bad mistake to breathe the air

Some little bug is gonna find you someday

Some little bug will creep behind you someday

And then he's gonna send for all of his bug friends

Then all your earthly troubles end

Some little bug is gonna find you someday

Now, take a slice of nice fried onion

And then you're fit for Doctor Munion

And them apple dumplings, they gonna kill you faster than a train

Now, chew a cheesy midnight rabbit

And then a grave, you'll soon inhabit

Ooh, to eat it all is such a foolish game

Now, eatin' huckleberry pie, that's a pleasing way to die

While sauerkraut brings on softening of the brain

And when you eat those banana fritters, every undertaker tethers

And the casket makers, they nearly go insane

Some little bug is gonna find you someday

Yeah, that little bug, he'll creep behind you someday

And then with a nervous little quiver

He'll give you cirrhosis of the liver

That little bug, he's gonna find you someday

I like when cold storage vaults I visit

I can only say, what is it that makes poor

Mortals fill their systems with such stuff?

Sure, for breakfast prunes are dandy

That is if you got a stomach pump handy

And your doctor can be found quite soon enough

Now, you eat a plate of fine pig's knuckles

And then the headstone cutter chuckles

And he also makes a note upon his cuff

And fried liver's nice, but mind ya

Friends will soon ride slow behind ya

While your relatives start scrappin' 'bout your stuff

Some little bug is gonna find you someday

Yeah, that little bug, he's gonna creep behind you someday

Now, eat that sauce, they call it chili

And on your breast, they'll place that lily

Some little bug is gonna find you someday

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna run

Down, get some deep fried fish and chips

See ya