Brian Eno - Third Uncle lyrics
[Brian Eno - Third Uncle lyrics]
There are tins there was pork
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you
There are scenes there are blues
There are boots there are shoes
There are Turks there are fools
They're in lockers they're in schools
They're in you then there was you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins there was pork
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you
There are scenes there are blues
There are boots there are shoes
There are Turks there are fools
They're in lockers they're in schools
They're in you then there was you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins there was pork
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you
There are scenes there are blues
There are boots there are shoes
There are Turks there are fools
They're in lockers they're in schools
They're in you then there was you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins there was pork
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you
There are scenes there are blues
There are boots there are shoes
There are Turks there are fools
They're in lockers they're in schools
They're in you then there was you
Burn my fingers burn my toes
Burn my uncle burn his books
Burn his shoes cook the leather
Put it on me does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins there was pork
There are legs there are sharks
There was John there are cliffs
There was mother there's a poker
There was you then there was you