Little Red Fry-Up - Greenslade

Look out

Here comes the mean old farmer with a chopper in his hand

Watch out

He’s got the oil all ready in his frying pan

Cut out, he’s got a mind to catch you and he’ll catch you if he can

He’s strutting but he’s only concerned with eating

He’s strutting but he’d better not look behind him

Could be that he’s sussed that there’ssomething going on

Maybe he’s already seen the blade that’s waiting for him

Is he really ready to run while he’s still got a head

Look out

Here comes death

Watch out

Here comes death

Cut out while you can

He got away

He got away

He’s in a trap

Please spare a thought for my children he pleaded (he pleaded)

I may be old but I’m needed (he's needed)

He’s playing for time thought the farmer and for once he was right

Look out

Here comes a mean old farmer with a chopper in his hand

Watch out

He’s got the oil all ready in his frying pan

Cut out

He’s got a mind to catch you and he’ll catch you if he can

Look out, here comes death

Watch out, here comes death

Cut out, while you can

He got away

He got away

He’s in a trap

Who’ll wake you up in the morning, he reasoned

But the thought of fried chicken was somehow too pleasing

I’ll leave you to guess what ensued while I go off and eat

Little red fry-up whatever happened to you

Little red fry-up whatever happened to you

Little red fry-up whatever happened to you

Little red fry-up whatever happened to you