For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam Ten thousand miles I traveled Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes For to save her shoes from gravel Chorus: Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys Bedlam boys are bonny For they all go bare and they live by the air And they want no drink nor money. I went down to Satan's kitchen For to get me food one morning And there I got souls piping hot All on a spit a-turning. From the hag and hungry goblin That into rags would rend ye All the sprites that stand by the naked man In the book of moons, defend ye My staff has murdered giants And me bag a long knife carries For to cut mince pies from children's thighs And feed them to the faeries. The spirits white as lightening Would on my travels guide me The stars would shake and the moon would quake Whenever they espied me And when that I'll be mutherin' The Man in the Moon to a powder His staff I'll break and his dog I'll shake And there'll howl no demon louder