The Yip Song Lyrics - Hitchcock Robyn

The old man, he was flesh-they wheeled him in upon a trolley 

Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn 

Draw a window on his skin 

This old man, he was next-blindfolded to face the volley 

Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn 

Love will come of all our sins 

Painted on my tail fin now Vera Lynn 

This old man preserved-in his mind he lay with Molly 

Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn 

Septicemia always wins 

Cleanse us with your healing grin now 

Vera Lynn 

Coma high, coma low 

Blood is precious, yes or no? 

I believe in surgery-and that's a fact 

I believe in making it easy 

I believe in surgery, but I never act 

I believe in making it easy 

Easy... 

This old man, he was gone-he was gone and I was sorry 

Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn 

Down I spiral, down I spin 

Forces sweetheart, I'm your twin now 

Vera Lynn 

Yip 

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