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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