Shockheaded Peter

Just look at him there he stands

With his nasty hair and hands

Anything to me is sweeter

Than Shockheaded Peter

See his nails are never cut

They’re as grim as black as soot

Anything to me is sweeter

Than Shockheaded Peter

And this sloven I declare

Has never once combed his hair

Yes this sloven I declare

Has never once combed his hair

So anything to me is sweeter

Than Shockheaded Peter

Anything to me is sweeter

Than Shockheaded Peter …

Shockheaded Peter …