There once was a very very holy vicar
'Was walking alone the street one day,
When he heard a little voice sayin':
"Excuse me vicar, O help me vicar",
the voice did say.
The vicar look'd about, but all he could see
Was a tiny little frog sitting on the ground.
"O my little froggie did you speak to me?
Was it you who spoke when I heard that sound?"
"Oh yes!" said the frog "Oh help me vicar,
'Cause I am not a frog, you see!
I'm a choir boy, really, but a very wicked fairy
Put a nasty spell on me!
The only way, that I can be saved,
From this wicked spell" the little frog said,
"Is for someone to take me,
And put me in the place,
where a very holy man
Has laid his head!"
[Solo of Ronnie]
So the vicar took him home,
Put him on 'is pillow,
And there he lay till the break of day.
The very next morning: a blessed miracle!
The spell was lifted, I'm glad to say!
For there was a choir boy in bed with the vicar,
And I hope you think this all make sense,
'Cause there, my lord, and members of the jury,
Rests the case of the Vicar.