Rob Dougan - Miscellaneous | Текст песни

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• Rob Dougan
• Miscellaneous

I met her in miscellaneous,
She was biting on her lip.
We decided that speech was extraneous,
And embarked on a trip.
She said, ‘I’ve got my beauty and my youth’.
I said, ‘you’ve got a strange perception of the truth’,
And with a saxophone playing on the gramophone player,
we decided to call it a truce.

We caught a yellow taxi cab to a blue kind of flat,
Somewhere in the middle of the city.
She showed me her cat, and I gave it a pat,
and she told me that its name was ‘kitty’.
With a loyalty usually reserved for royalty,
I never gave it a blink of my eye.
And, when the dawn broke, we were both filled with hope,
‘cause I’d been singing her a lullaby.

That went like-
When these boots are worn, there’ll be a mackerel sky.
Every single story cocoons a lullaby.
All of Time is wandering ‘round, wondering where to hide.
Butterflies are ugly now, so caterpillars, cocoon up and die.

On Saint Patrick’s day, we were both on our way,
Buying a leprechaun flowers.
I turned away, when I returned to pay,
the man said she’d been gone for hours.
I went down to the sea, where I thought she would be,
The dockyard down there was abandoned.
At the old aerodrome, there was no one found home,
Nor the fields where I really imagined she’d be,
thought that she’d be, I watched and I waited to see.
They say Mum’s a mad hatter, and she’ll never get better.
I don’t visit home, and I don’t write her letters.

But –
When these boots are worn, there’ll be a mackerel sky.
Every single story cocoons a lullaby.
The moon, as yet, has never dawned.
Most icebergs never thaw.
Every camel’s back is broken by a single straw.

When these boots are worn, there’ll be a mackerel sky.
Every single story cocoons a lullaby.
All of Time is wandering ‘round, wondering where to hide. Butterflies are ugly now, so caterpillars, cocoon up and die.