Down in the dumps Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps I have to clutch I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch He likes his treat but he don't like to touch much I forget to fix his card Down on Richmond Boulevard Running through the yard keenly High on the hills They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills Now when we're searching I swear all of the kills stills Wrinkling his brow He takes a sniff and drags me over there now He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow I forget to fix his card Down on Richmond Boulevard Running through the yard keenly Shade by the sheds I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds Over the sift He goes all round it past the end of his shift I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed I forget to fix my card Down on Richmond Boulevard Stumbling through the yard sleepy