Filthy Jack

Come on Jack, put it in the bin,
That too, you don't know where it's been,
With an old yo-yo, and a pair of fluffy dice,
It's little wonder you've got headlice.

Come on Jack, put it in the bin,
Go wash it, it's as black as sin,
With a jar of mouldy honey and a slice of stale bread,
You've got to wonder if he's right in the head.

Come on Jack, put it in the bin,
You don't want to pass it to your next of kin,
With a half eaten pizza and a baked bean tin,
Come on Jack, PUT IT IN THE BIN!