There’s a squirrel in my house
Squirrelling memories
Squirelling money

Where Peter used to be
Only shadows from the past I see
Time seems to have erased
The vision of his smiling face
Now the polis have sent
A great big incident tent

There’s a squirrel in my house
I can’t hide
(Ghost in my house)
From the stash of cash that’s inside
(Ghost in my house)
It keeps on haunting me
(Ghost in my house)
Just keeps on reminding me
(Ghost in my house)

I just keep hearing his footsteps on the stairs
When I know there’s no-one there
Every day more amounts
Just resting in my account

see also:

Birdhouse In Dingwall