NB: The middle section is heavily fudged as I couldn't remember the tune for the end of the bridge. It works, sort of.
Hardbacks keep falling on my head,
Those stupid Texas shelves just cannot take the weight,
They're not even straight;
Those hardbacks keep falling on my head, they keep falling.
So I took me a hammer to the shelves,
Thought I could work at them until they weren't so bent;
Couldn't make a dent!
And hardbacks keep falling on my head, it's appalling.
I'm feeling bruised,
Contused,
My head is gently spinning.
I was winning this game we play;
To have enough places for books to stay.
But now hardbacks keep falling on my head,
Just when I thought my shelves were really looking great,
Guess it must be fate
That Hubbards keep falling on my head, they're appalling,
O woe is me,
It's a dekalogy!