Em How can I fly with these C old doggy wings While the G magpie sings some D(bass F#) shiny song? Em Old corn face row of teeth, she says C sweetly to me In the G elevator D(bass F#)
CHORUS: Em Everything D seems like a C dream and A life's a scream. G-C
Here come old Kerosene Hat With his ear flaps waxed, a courting' his girl Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates With that devilish spoon
CHORUS: Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream When you're submarine
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So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways and your old chaise lounge (old chaise lounge) Wickerman's fence of leathery tyres And the cook's gone bad, started several fires
CHORUS: Everything seems like a dream When your submarine
Head like a stream she says softly to me from the rattling chair Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows, my medicine lamp
CHORUS: Everything seems like a dream So life's a scream (life's a scream)
(Ring-around-rosie, pocket full of posies) (All fall down) (?, Don't suffer?) (?)