Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming. I was Al Capone. There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town. I'm smelling like a dry fish bone.
God bless my soul here he comes now. The man with the most how does he do it?. . Sure he's got style he's so heavy. He's a trip can do anything. Anything anything.
I like to sit here in the sunshine. The trees in the fields are green sublime. Suspended in time. And don't it make you feel small?. . I like to sit here by the fire's light.
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning,. I was dreaming I was Al Capone.. Rumours going round, gotta clear out of town,. Smell like a dry fishbone..