Roger Day Bain

Lyrics

Dead Mouse
By Roger Bain circa 1974

I like to eat
And I like to sleep
On Saturday Night I like to rinse off my feet
I’m an easy goin’ flow-er
A reaper and a sew-er
My boots they got holes and I don’t have many goals
You might say I’m just a stone’s throw away
From heaven
From heaven

Now I’ve got a pet mouse
With a bad case of louse
Landlady says she wants him out of the house
But where’s that poor fuzzy creature gonna go?
Outside it’s at least 23 below
He’ll surely freeze you know the snow’s up to his knees
Oh what a horrible thing it would be to have a
Dead mouse resting on your conscience at night
Conscience at night

Now there’s a dead mouse resting on my
Conscience at night
Cause me to wake up in a puddle of fright
Dead mouse please
You’ve got to believe
I had no choice you heard the landlady’s voice
She’s the one that put you on the other side of a stone’s throw away
From heaven
From heaven

Dead mouse please won’t you leave me alone
Take the first thing smoking
To Idaho or Rome
Get out of my life
Stay away from my wife
You cause me nothin’ but dead mouse strife
Oh what a horrible thing it would be to have a
Dead mouse resting on your conscience at night
Your conscience at night