Half a pound of tuppenny rice Half a pound of treacle That's the way the money goes Pop goes the weasel
Ha ha, yeah
Half a pound of tuppenny rice Half a pound of treacle That's the way the money goes Pop goes the weasel
Every night, when I go out The weasel's on the table Take a stick and knock it off Pop goes the weasel
Up and down the city road In and out of the eagle That's the way the money goes Pop goes the weasel
Half a pound of twopenny rice Half a pound of treacle Mix it up and make it nice Pop goes the weasel
You know, pop goes the weasel For years, I've wondered What that meant And nobody seemed to know
So, I looked it up And the official explanation Goes something like this
Pop goes the weasel refers to The habit of London hatters long ago Popping or pawning their weasels Or accessories on Saturday night To buy liquor, isn't that interesting
Up and down the city road In and out of the eagle That's the way the money goes Pop goes the weasel
But you know I've got a theory of my own About pop goes the weasel It's much simpler
Why did the weasel go pop, go pop Pop, pop goes the weasel Why did the weasel go pop 'Cause they upped the price Of tuppeny rice to four pence
How did the pop get into the weasel Weasel, pop goes the weasel How did the pop get in there Well, the weasel caught his Beakle in the treacle
Now, if you've got a weasel And you don't want him to pop The next time you go shopping Don't you take him in the shop Two, three, four
Half a pound of tuppenny rice Half a pound of treacle Now that is the way That the money goes Pop goes the weasel
Every night, when I go out The weasel's sitting on the table Now I take a stick And I knock it off Pop goes the weasel
Up and down the city road In and out of the eagle That's the way the money goes Pop goes the weasel
Together now
Half a pound of tuppenny rice Half a pound of treacle Now, I mix it up And I make it nice Pop, pop, pop goes the weasel
Pop, pop, pop goes the weasel Poppity, poppity, pop Goes the weasel now
Would you excuse me a moment I'm just gonna pop my weasel