I sit alone in a room
Writing jokes for comics
To earn my money
But on my own I wonder
If I’m the only person on the planet
Who thinks it's funny
So riddled with self-doubt
I’m terrified of finding out
I sit alone in a room
Writing jokes for comics
To earn my money
But on my own I wonder
If I’m the only person on the planet
Who thinks it's funny
So riddled with self-doubt
I’m terrified of finding out
When I was in a writing team
We was write a gag and get a laugh
Now it’s just me and a word processor
And it's hard to make the bastard laugh
I discovered my favourite duck was sick
Unfortunately, he had a monkey on his back
It turned out he used a multitude of drugs
But his favourite drug of choice was Quack
I think it’s misogynistic
To use the word misogyny
I’m not being pedantic but
It should be ms-ogyny
I saw a Marmite truck the other day
Driving down the motorway
And I bet my mate ten pound
That it was heading yeast bound
There is an ABBA tribute band
Only three members but well above par
They work in a French slaughterhouse
And call themselves, Abba trois
Two Clowns divorced
And it was a very messy to do
As they all stood and watched
The Custardy battle ensue