a hard job in an easy way...
Then night owl uttered from a tree
An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,
A May song should be gay.
Still his girl friends they all wake up smilin' every morn
To lead her away, do not say
With chaos, violence, anarchy
And takes no heed of the moon dragging it away
to take aim when we talk, and we have
why do you need a bad woman?
a hard job in an easy way...
Then night owl uttered from a tree
An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,
A May song should be gay.
Still his girl friends they all wake up smilin' every morn
To lead her away, do not say
With chaos, violence, anarchy
And takes no heed of the moon dragging it away
to take aim when we talk, and we have
why do you need a bad woman?