Forty or Fifty

Forty or fifty horses

Lying in a lot.

Red raincoats and rifles,

An epidemic has been stopped.

Scientist speaks what are you

wondering about?

He got where he is by turning

Lab mice inside out.

The things we do

And have to do

The things I do for you

And what you do for me too

The "yeah, but I..."

And any other excuse

And if you take it for given

Then what's the use

All his possessions

Around him in his house,

Lying beside him his

Companion and his spouse.

And in the morning

He dress and go to hell.

All activated by

A little timer bell.