Never Trust A Man (with Egg On His Face)

A man and a woman walking down the street
With a son and a daughter, it was, oh, so sweet
When Mummy turned to Daddy and she said
"My dear, write out your will, the end is near"

Then she pulled out the gun
I saw the sparks
Messed up the suit that he'd bought from Marks
Because

She'd heard the voices from outer space
She'd heard the voices from outer space
She'd heard the voices from outer space
Saying, "Never trust a man with egg on his face"

Three months later Mrs. B stands
A smile on her face, blood on her hands
The kiddies got scared and have run to bed

The headlines in the papers said that
She was the victim of an awful plan
Announced through the mouthpiece of a little green man

She'd heard the voices from outer space saying
"Never trust a man with egg on his face"

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