A year ago, last Thursday I was walking by a pond
The sun was going, and with it was the light
When I noticed on my arm a little insect sort of thing
With his long proboscis aiming for to bite
So I asked him, quite rhetorically: 'What kind of beast are you?
Maybe I should make this little midge go splat!'
But the animal in question did surprise me with a reply
He remarked: 'I ain't a midge. I'm a G-nat!'

'I'm a G-nat, I'm a G-nat
The g-nastiest little g-nasher and that's flat
I'm a G-nat, How about that
You really ought to k-now w-hat's w-hat
I'm a G-nat, Spelt G-N-at
I'm g-not a midge, mosquito or a bat
So let me tell you why
I'm g-neither g-nit or fly
Oh g-no g-no g-no I'm a G-nat'

I had strung mosquito netting nearly all around my tent
Ere I climbed into my sleeping bag to nap
But the sound of whiny buzzing all repose did prevent
I suppose I must have left a little gap
Entangled in my sleeping bag and my mosquito net
I flailed and I swatted, till Howzat!
A midge? u're not a midge...
Anopheles? No, it's not an opheles...
When from underneath my hand: 'I'm a G-nat!'

I'm a G-nat, a g-nother g-nat
What kind of g-nitwit don't know that?
I'm a G-nat, How about that
You really ought to k-now w-hat's w-hat
I'm a G-nat, Spelt G-N-at
Not a g-nopheles, or a g-natterjack
G-nor am I the least
A g-nasty g-naughty beast
Oh, g-no, g-no, g-no,
G-no g-no g-no I'm a G-nat
G-no g-no g-no I'm a Gnat