Bring Out Your Dead
Horrible Histories (Savage Songs)
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Bring out ya dead
Bring out ya dead
Here will you take my Burt, will ya?
Plague, was it?
Yeah, you will give him a proper burial, won't ya?
Course I will. I'll chuck him in the pit with all the others
Oh good, yeah, it's what he would've wanted
Is worrying though isn't it, this plague thing y'know
I mean where's it come from?
Well, I'm glad you've asked me that
It starts with a little flea
That jumps upon a rat
It bites the rat
And gives it germs
And for the rat, that's that(eugh)
Then, the flea, it looks for somewhere else to find it's food
It hops on you and me
And starts to suck our blood
First you
Feel a little poorly
And then you start to swell(pfft)
Then you start to spit some blood
Then you really smell(PONG!)
Then you know it's time to ring your
Funeral bell(DONG!)
Along comes Mister Death
And swishes you to hell(Gone!)
There's lots of cures to help you
If you have the cash
Kill the village cats and dogs
And burn 'em all to ash
Sit down in a sewer
So the smell drives plague away
Place chicken bottoms on your spots
Then you'll be okay
First you
Feel a little poorly
And then you start to swell(pfft)
Then you start to spit some blood
And then you really smell(PONG!)
Then you know it's time to ring your
Funeral bell(DONG!)
Along comes Mister Death
And swishes you to hell
Plague kills little children
Even more than mums or dads
Our priest said "it's because the wicked kids have acted bad"
Half the people on the earth
Are simply blown away
So for Mister Death these will be very busy days
First you
Feel a little poorly
And then you start to swell
Then you start to spit some blood
And then you really smell
Then you know it's times to ring your
Funeral bell
Along comes Mister Death
And swishes you to hell
Along comes Mister Death
And swishes you to hell
Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead