the words weren’t mine

give no testimony I’m very tired
only I have to go to rehearsals
I wasn’t cut out for this example
shows when I have given my soul again
I almost remembered you approached us
running at large like a happy pig stop
the music will it never be quiet
eveywhere in the world pluck up brio
with Louisiana Flips I’m right out
and knowing life is divine divine that
it’s dangerous breathing the very air
that you breathe I speak any old language
if it’s the last I hear it’s feasible
and true to form now there’s an idea