Filthy Rotten Cockroach
Filthy Rotten Cockroach
Louie the fly
wore a tie
when he arrived at the party
He seen the Mortein
Before he went green
Then panicked and died violently
An argument began
By an ego driven man
Commander and chief of slavery
We are all going insane
Hearing bullshit from a brain
The latest make up policy
There's a crawl
To start a nasty brawl
Exposing an intruder to encroach
You’re not sure what to do
You can try the boys in blue
To sort out this filthy rotten Cockroach
I once knew a grub
That came from the scrub
And liked to hang around the gutter
Inspired by Vermin
And thrill to sin
Before he was struck by a strutter
she was a dove
Fooled by true love
But he was just a born loser
He found a bath
To have a good laugh
They are now spreading fake butter
There's a crawl
To start a nasty brawl
Exposing an intruder to encroach
You’re not sure what to do
You can try the boys in blue
To sort out this filthy rotten Cockroach
It isn't fare
when you have a nightmare
And you wake up with your heart thumping
You try to forget
But reminded by sweat
Then imagine footsteps lurking
If I had a snare drum
Or a guitar to strum
It would all sound interesting
But I know this lawyer
that shares my paranoia
At a bar where they serve anything
There's a crawl
To start a nasty brawl
Exposing an intruder to encroach
You're not sure what to do
You can try the boys in blue
To sort out this filthy rotten Cockroach
©Ron Beswick 06/2026
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