Cracker
Kerosene Hat

From Patrick Corbett (patrick.corbett@reuters.com)
Thanks to Patrick!!!


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How can I fly with these old donkey wings
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while the magpie sings 
F#/D
some shiny song
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old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me
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in the elevator
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Everything seems like a dream
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Life's a scream

Here come old kerosene hat with his earflaps waxed
a'courting his girl
come clattering in here on your old cloven skates
with the devilish spoon

Everything seems like a dream
And life's a scream
when you're submarine

So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways
and your old chaise lounge
a wickerman's [?] fence of leathery tires
and the cooks gone bad, started several fires

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

Everything seems like a dream
Life's a scream