I remember years ago my Old Man singing this version of the Corporation Muck Cart to the tune of Ghost Riders :

The Municipal Dunny Cart was filled up to the brim,
The council man he tripped and then he fell in,
His head went down and his feet went up,
And he sank like a stone,
And the maggots were singing,
'Ther's no place like home',
Yippee yi yaaaay,
Yippee yi ohhhhh,
And the maggots were singing,
'Ther's no place like home'.