Shake That Thing

(альбом: Tomorrow Belongs To Me - 1975)

Crying out loud said a face in the crowd
Can you hear me talking
The river was dry that was why
I'm on the road and walking
A man on a horse with a box on his head
He was saying to the nation
He pay him dues the goodbye blues
Is simple syncopation
And then I told my story to the cannibal king
Said shake that thing

Go and see the frogman and tell him
All your troubles
Take your umbrella cause he
Keeps on blowing bubbles
Come up and let me analyse you
Said the monkey to the weasel
And I'll paint your picture on the wall
If you can buy the easel
And I told my story to the cannibal king
Said baby baby shake that thing

Once upon a sunshine
Before the final bell
I told my story to big boy
With connections straight from hell
His fiddle was his sweetheart
He was her favourite beau
And hear me saying was all he playing
Them songs from long ago
I told my story to the cannibal king
Said baby baby shake that thing

Too late too late
Can be the cry
So take it if you need it
There's no such thing as a dirty book
Its just the way you read it
So goodbye baby I'll see you soon
Its gotta be that way
So bury me not on the lone prairie
Coma tiyi yipee yi a
Coma tiyi yipee yi a