[Anita:]
If you see a little bag
Lying out upon a flag
[Pepita:]
In the street--
Be discreet, never steal it!
[Frank:]
If you meet a lobster tin
In a dust-collecting bin--
[Reginald:]
That has got rather hot
When you feel it--
[Frank:]
If you spot a cigarette
Someone happened to forget--
[Reginald:]
Then beware,
Leave it there, never smoke it!
[Anita:]
And a Barcelona nut
That is roasting in a rut,
[Pepita:]
On the road
May explode if you poke it!
[All:]
It's a bomb, it's a bomb!
It's a bomb, it's a bomb!
Then beware of the bomb!
Don't bother what is in it,
But go, for you know
What will happen in a minute!
There's a hiss like this,
And a splutter in the gutter,
And a quick sharp click,
And a whop of a pop
And a bang-- Oh, hang!
And you're all in little bits,
Which convinces you that it's
A bomb! It's a bomb!
[Frank:]
If a missionary box
Makes a ticking like a clock's,
[Pepita:]
Better go,
Do not throw in a penny!
[Anita:]
If you find a soup tureen
Smell of nitro-glycerine,
[Reginald:]
Mind your eye,
Do not try taking any!
[Pepita:]
If a cheese that very Dutch
Weighs a trifle over-much--
[Anita:]
You may bite
Dynamite, get exploded.
[Frank:]
And a Saratoga trunk
Ought to put you in a funk,
[Reginald:]
For suppose
One of those should be loaded!
[All:]
It's a bomb, it's a bomb!
It's a bomb, it's a bomb!
Oh, beware of the bomb!
Or sooner than you reckoned
You'll fly to the sky
At a thousand miles a second!
There's a hiss like this,
And a splutter in the gutter,
And a quick sharp click,
And a flash and a crash
And a bang-- Oh, hang!
When you're miles above the ground
You'll be sorry that you found
That bomb! It's a bomb!