Текст песни Cream - Doing That Scrapyard Thing, слова песни Cream

Текст песни Cream - Doing That Scrapyard Thing

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When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano,Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea.Writing your name in the sea,Banging my fav`rite head.Missing the last bed, waving a cheery herring,Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe.Phoning your home from my tree,Drinking my fav`rite loch.When I was old they gave me a model factory,I met three salads out on the motorway.Leaving your name at the door,Breaking my fav`rite egg.Missing the walrus, sharing my last banana,Balancing zeppelins on the end of my nose.Calling your name in the zoo,Blowing my fav`rite mind.

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Doing That Scrapyard Thing

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