Robyn Hitchcock - Vegetable Friend lyrics
[Robyn Hitchcock - Vegetable Friend lyrics]
In and out of thunder i will sit and wonder
With my vegetable friend
Where two lions water after casual slaughter
I will kiss the daughter
Of my vegetable friend
Where the fire's glistening
Nobody is listening
I will do the christening
Of my vegetable friend
It's raining in Europe but I've got no proof
I've got the semolina blues
Where two eggs are boiling
They will not need oiling
I'm forever toiling with my vegetable friend
Under dirty sacking somebody is cracking
Nobody is lacking like my vegetable friend