Bellowhead Lyrics
"Black Beetle Pies"

Come all you fine ladies
Listen to my tale
A curious story
To you I will tell

Such a strange little tale
Such a nasty surprise
There's a lady who feeds the poor on her
Black beetle pies

All you that are hungry
Do not despair
At RAGLAN HOUSE BRIXTON
Quickly repair

She is so benevolent
To all who go there
And you'll get a nice supper
I vow and declare

You can fill your hungry bellies
Before you depart
She'll had out to TOM, DICK and NELLIE
A stinking slice of her black beetle tart.

The gardener next door was a very nice man
She gave him such a pie as nobody can
When he tool off the crust of it he found after a pause
That the inside was stuffed with this fine lady's drawers

Well she laughed in his face then
Her breath made him close both his eyes
Sh said 'I'm longing to feed you up on my
Nice hearty black beetle pies'

And this is the treatment
She gives to the poor
Who happen to find their way to her
Lodging house door

And if I had my way
She'd get a surprise
I'd stuff her cram full of those
Nasty, stinking black beetle pies