Paroles de Soup Song
Robert Wyatt73166
There's a mushroom on my eyelid,
There's a carrot down my back,
I can see in the distance a vast quantity of beans.
To you I'm just a flavour to make your soup taste nice.
Oh my God! Here come the onions and, I don't believe it,
At least a pound of rice.
There was a time when bacon sandwiches
Were everyone's favourite snack.
I'm delicious when I'm crunchy, even when I'm almost
Black.
So why you make a soup with me,
I just can't understand.
It seems so bloody tasteless,
Not to mention underhand
Now there's no hope of getting out of here,
I can feel I'm going soft.
Dirty waters soak my fibres,
The whole saucepan's getting hot
So I may as well resign myself,
Make friends with a few peas,
But I just, I can't help hoping
That a tummy ache will bring you to your knees.
Bring you to your knees...
InterprèteRobert Wyatt
LabelCIR
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