Tomstone Valentine

Landladies are real strange people
Gotta watch what they do
Rent places for real fat prices
Then outta the blue
Raise hell outta noise and suchlike
And my boogie kazoo
Send her a valentine
She goes for her walks on Wednesdays
On a Saturday night
Straight down to the local graveyard
By the moony moonlight
She likes to read all the tombstones
Read between the lines
Makes meanings that spell her stories
Then makes them alright
Send her a valentine
She keeps her monkeys in a budgie’s case
I have heard them cry
'Save our souls cause we don’t wanna die so young'