Poor little Oscar is banging his drum

His mum's got a headache, she aint 

Having fun. He sprays out his patterns

Of cross-stitched beats and his Ma, well, she 

Just aint able to stay on her feet. His beatings  they tell

Stories of long long a go: when the cat had 

Her kittens and the dog he walk slow. Beating

A drum is a full-time pursuit but doesn't pay money and doesn't gain loot.

Oscar warns neighbours to avoid all the saviours who want to build  heaven

On smelly old earth; but they really just want to empty your purse. Oscar played drums

Down in Chessington zoo where the monkeys

Are famous for chucking their poo. When Oscar

Arrived on a cold April day he beat his drum bouncy

And fulsome and strong so all of the animals

Could just singalong. But the monkeys just hated

Repetitive noise so climbed in their prams and chucked out their toys.