Andrew Wyatt - And Septimus...

Текст песни

Pallbearers in heavy weather
How the guilty put themselves to work!
Less common to see the patterns in the timing of the universe
Oh my sweet lucretia why won’t you believe me
Oh you know i really need you
Why won’t you believe me
I hate these sure-footed doctors
He won’t help me- yes i know his kind;
All «bootstraps» and «how's your mother»
Never loved a moment of his life!
Oh my sweet lucretia why won’t you believe me
Oh you know i really need you
Why won’t you believe me
Terrified of the postman and the electrical service
Tide roll out, tide roll back in
This time a wave is coming