I don't care if people call me crazy,
Covered in colored fells they sit in meditative mood
I can bight my tongue
1 Granny's come to our house,
I know don't deny it I know I know I know
Says the birds' restless jumping, singing
Night owl laughs: ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
That sue for work, yet have no tools.
Old age mistakes the youthful breast,
Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,
I don't care if people call me crazy,
Covered in colored fells they sit in meditative mood
I can bight my tongue
1 Granny's come to our house,
I know don't deny it I know I know I know
Says the birds' restless jumping, singing
Night owl laughs: ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
That sue for work, yet have no tools.
Old age mistakes the youthful breast,
Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,