Postman Splat


Postman Splat, Postman Splat,
Good job you don't live in a flat.

Early in the morning, just as day is dawning,
He drives into your front room in his van.

Everybody knows his bright red van.
Everybody screams as it drives... right... for... them... daily.

You can never be sure if there'll be crash! Bang! Headlights through your door...

Postman Splat, Postman Splat,
Good job you don't live in a flat.

You're up in your bedroom, doesn't leave much headroom,
If you survive then you're a lucky man.

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