Mr Moody's Garden Lyrics - Gilbert Osullivan

Every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden 

Where little girls say pardon and how do 

You do my name is Nosey 

And this is me sister really (really) 

Good she is at saying "to you too" 

Now just across the lawn is Pat 

Sitting on his favorite hat 

Waiting for the barber to arrive 

And if he doesn't come today 

Pat will shout (hip-hip-hooray) 

Ain't it grand to be alive 

When every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden 

Where little girls say pardon and how do 

You do my name is Nosey 

And this is me sister really (really) 

Good she is at saying "to you too" 

Now lying on the garden fence 

Is a man (at great expense) 

History tells us will outgrow his youth 

But only until such a time 

He finds out why he's been lying 

And then of course he'll tell the truth 

'cause every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden 

Where little girls say pardon and how do - ya do 

Now down among the partridge trees 

Lives a man who loves his knees 

So much so he's framed them in a jar 

And if by chance one should escape 

And to put on must in it's place 

With half a pound of shredded tar 

'cause every day's a holiday in Mr.Moody's Garden 

Where little girls say pardon 

And Bill and Ben found stardom 

While playing John Wesley Harden 

Who looked just like Billy Cardon's 

Answer to choo-choo