Now this is a story all about how
A yard got flipped turned upside down
And we’d like to take a minute, just sit right there
We’ll tell you how we three came to the aid of Mrs S.

In fresh North London morning haze
Frosty temps didn’t stop Beth, Danny and James
Rolling out, jiving, arriving like cool
Let’s see what Mrs S would like for us to do.
We found a bunch of old waste that was up to no good
So we started taking rubble, chairs, weeds and old wood
We built one little pile, but Mrs S said not there
She said, “Can you move it from where it is now to over here?”

We whistled as we bagged and the yard was getting clear
Then Danny made a friend and showed a nice lack of fear
If anything we could say that this man was rare
But we thought, nah, forget it, yo there’s a spider in your ear!

We filled up so many bags about seven or eight
So we yelled to the trash, “You thrown, smell you later!”
Mrs S looked at her kingdom, it was finally clear
Now we gots to head home, tell ‘em GoodGym was here.