And high on the building alone in his lair
Sat the gargoyle with pigeon shit caked in his hair
A feather got lodged up his nose and he sneezed
And he showered tobacco juice over his knees
One day he'll learn the motto that's given
That the messes you make in this life, you must live in.

Mbo, too easy a shot for Ellie, he just sits up there and don't never move. Flaps his gums a lot, but that just sorta makes a nice breeze...