The moon shone on the village green, it also shone on Nell,
Was she waiting for her lover, was she fucking hell.

Along the road the bastard came, his name was Captain Runt,
he wasn't fit to shovel shit, the dirty fucking cunt.

He took her to the village inn, which wasn't very lawful,
ans when he took his trousers down, the smell was fucking awful.

He laid her on a feather bed his balls as black as charcoal,
and in the dark he missed his mark and shoved it up her arsehole.