Vegetable Friend Lyrics - Hitchcock Robyn

Where do spiders wander, 

in and out thunder? 

I will sit and wonder, 

with my Vegetable Friend. 

Where do lions water, 

after casual slaughter? 

I will kiss the daughter 

of my Vegetable Friend. 

Where the sky is glistening 

nobody is listening, 

I'll go to the christening 

of my Vegetable Friend. 

It's raining in Europe, 

but I've got no proof. 

I've got the semolina blues. 

Where two eggs are boiling 

they will not need oiling, 

I'm for ever toiling 

with my Vegetable Friend. 

Under dirty sacking 

somebody is cracking, 

nobody is lacking 

like my Vegetable Friend.