I'm a big bad
Banksy young man,
doing all the bad things I can.
I find bush babies and little koalas
and throw them in the frying pan.
I'm a big bad Banksy young man,
I'm gonna boil up my kettle.
Make my own cider out of
redback spider
and the juice of a stinging nettle.
Oh, we're big bad Banksy young men.
You'll see us laughing when
we catch some possums and
baby possums
Let them go and catch them again,
let them go and catch them again
Underneath they're really twits,
made out of sticks and bits
They like to look wild but they're really mild,
scaring kids out of their wits
Look at them way up there in a tree,
no way do they scare me
They'll fall down and hit the ground
and the rain'll wash them into the sea,
ha ha, and the rain'll wash
them into the sea
I'm the Big Bad Banksy,
young man,
you'd better watch out tonight
I'll land on top of your head with a thump
and give you a hell of a fright
I'm the Big Bad Banksy,
young man,
you bet you've never seen me run
You'd better beware,
I'm fast as a hare
and that's all part of the fun
Oh, yeah, big bad fancy men
You'll see us laughing when
We catch them mussels and
baby mussels
Let them go and catch them again
Ha ha!
Let them go and catch them again
Ha ha ha ha ha
But underneath their harmless bullies,
they couldn't hurt a fly
They're full of bluff and lies
and stuff couldn't even spit in your eye
So don't be afraid of the night
when Mum turns out the light
Just don't stand under a banksy or tree
and everything will be alright
Everything will be alright you