Down At The End Of Your Road

I am your neighbor. I seem most respectable,
But underneath I'm an iniquitous toad.
So many dreadful mishaps have befallen you
Down at the end of your road.

And I live down the end of your road.

I'm working on ways to remove you from paradise,
From your striped lawn and your new swimming pool.
I place broken bottles in your geraniums
Sabotage your gardening tools.

And I live down the end of your road.

By day I am a real estate gentleman:
I deal in fine properties, cheap at the price.
Under dark I plan my most devious practices which
You might not think very nice.

Designing a system to reverse your plumbing
Welling up as you sit on your private throne.
All kind of vile and despicable nasties
You would rather not have in your home.

And I live down the end of your road.

Dispensed loathsome creatures in your drawing room,
Sent doggy poo-poos in your morning mail.
Rat's heads and larks wings should set your tongues turning
And your houses will soon be for sale.

And I live down the end of your road.
Yes I live down the end of your road.
Well I live down the end of your road.
And I live down the end of your road.
Down at the end of your road.
Yes I live down the end of your road.
I live down at the end of your road.
I live down at the end of your road.