Wednesday, 30 September 2015

backhand jelly pie

well the air is frosty where i go
gentle frost turns into snow
leave it at the border son
fly away to the Americas

Treat yourself with ambition
a place to think and ride
figure out the meaning
the backhand jelly pie

can you play me guitar rules
tender game of fellow blues
enrich the soul with paperback
be the one of a kind

the three above us
makes me wonder
how you must feel
the day we plundered

accept the reasoning for the love
that only she could give you
winter made of salt
tuesday came at fault

ages of cast iron gold
speaking of a mighty bold
enemies around your plank
chicken down the blank

find out if she's taught
injest the serpents venom caught
jupiter is lonely
but god, just like me

this ain't for free
this love can be
old man looks at me
i wonder what he sees

lord, let me be
one a church bell ring
no self esteem
grab hold of the saddle

let's get married
you and me
let it be
lord let it be

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