There once was a wise man from Spain who invented a folding crane The idea from a dream Of a Gaudi figurine
There once was a wise man from Spain who invented a folding crane The idea from a dream Of a Gaudi figurine Of a crane in the rain on the plain.
Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer He grew up to be a good lawyer He once defended the mob And did a bang-up job
Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer He grew up to be a good lawyer He once defended the mob And did a bang-up job Now the mob is Steve Sharps sole employer
A bricklayer by the name of Clemente mixed buckets of mortar aplenty With a trowel, he's a whiz He's the best at the biz
A bricklayer by the name of Clemente mixed buckets of mortar aplenty With a trowel, he's a whiz He's the best at the biz His fine work was worth ev'ry penny