Homespun

Tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah you've got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane

Spraying my buds, spraying my buds
Got to keep away diseases
I mix the poisons and the wife don't complain

Some people say
That i am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday they'll see
'til then i'll blow you a raspberry
'cos apples and pears are me

So i'm tending my fruit
And i don't give a hoot
'cos it keeps me sane, it keeps me sane

Some people say
That i am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday they'll see
'til then i'll blow you a raspberry
'cos apples and pears are me

So i'm tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah you've got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, to keep him sane

Oh the wife can't complain
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah keeps him sane
Yeah to keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah it keeps him sane

H-a-t-e
Is that how you spell love in your dictionary
K-i-c-k
Pronounced as kind
F-u-c-k
Is that how you spell friend in your dictionary
Black on black
A guidebook for the blind

Well now that i can see my eyes won't weep
Now that i can hear your song sounds cheap
Now that i can talk all your corn i'll reap
I'm not so sure that joey wed a virgin mary
There are no words for me inside your dictionary

S-l-a-p
Is that how you spell kiss in your dictionary
C-o-l-d
Pronounced as care
S-h-i-t
Is that how you spelt me in your dictionary
Four-eyed fool
You led 'round everywhere

Now that i can see it's the queens new clothes
Now that i can hear all your poison prose
Now that i can talk with my tongue unfroze
I'm not so sure of santa or the buck-tooth fairy
There are no words for me inside your dictionary

Now your laughter has a hollow ring
But the hollow ring has no finger in
So let's close the book and let the day begin
And our marriage be undone

I'd like that if we could cycle down some lane
I'd like that if we could ride into the rain
No macs, getting wet
I'd be your albert if you'd be victoria, hah hah
We'd laugh because each drop would make me grow up
Really high, really high like a really high thing
Say, a sunflower

I'd like that

I'd like that (what would you like?) if we could lay before my fire
I'd like that (what would you like?) if you could slide me from this wire
Toasting fork, i'll be done
I wouldn't hector if you'd be helen of troy, oh boy
We'd laugh because each flame would make me grow up
Really high, really high like a really high thing
Say, a sunflower

I'd like that

I'd smile so much my face would crack in two
And you could fix it with your kissing glue
I'd like that
Yes, i'd like that

I'd like that (what would you like?) if we could float away in bed
I'd like that (what would you like?) if i could row your heart and head
With you laid on one arm
I'd be your nelson if you'd be my hamilton, what fun
We'd laugh because each stroke would make me grow up
Really high, really high like a really high thing
Say, a sunflower (repeats)

Say a sunflower i became
I'd be growing in your lane

See the flowers round the altar
See the peaches in tins 'neath the headmaster's chair
Harvest festival

See the two who've been chosen
See them walk hand in hand to the front of the hall

Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year

See the children with baskets
See their hair cut like corn neatly combed in their rows

Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year

What a year when the exams and crops all failed
Of course you passed but you were never seen again
We all grew and we got screwed and cut and nailed
Then out of nowhere invitation in gold pen

See the flowers round the altar
See that you too got married and i wish you well

Harvest festival
Harvest festival
What was best of all was the
Longing look you gave me
That longing look
Across the hymnbooks and the canvas chairs
The longing look you gave me
That longing look
More than enough to keep me fed all year

Harvest festival

And i may as well wish for the moon in hand

I own this river, i own this town
All of its climbers and its wino's sliding down
But i can't own her and i never will
No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill

Taken with rain
'til the gutter shines like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky

I've got all morning, i've got all year
It's down in my pocket with the daylight folded there
But i can't own her and i never will
No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill

Taken with rain
How i'd wash her hair like the swirling sky
Like the swirling sky

And when i say i can't own her
I don't mean to buy her
It's nothing at all to do with money
I simply want her in my arms forever more.
Is that an odd request?
Is that something so funny?

And i may as well wish for the moon in hand
Yes there's more chance of that coming true

But i can't own her and i never will
No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill

So i can't own her (of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)
And i never will (and she's the one thing that you just can't have)
No i can't own her (of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)
And that's a bitter pill (and she's the one thing that you just can't have)


Taken with rain
Which i swallow down with the swirling sky
With the swirling sky

But i can't own her
And i may as well wish for the moon in hand
No i can't own her
Yes there's more chance of that coming true

Knights in shining karma
Tend your flame
And with love for armor
They'll remain

Ever by your bed
Guarding, still sleeping
Shield your soul from this rain
Knights in shining karma will remain

Jealous winter sun...
Cold as vichysoisse
Steals your smile for fuel
They'll ignite with braziers
Of warming stars

Knights in shining karma
Wash your feet
And with spotlesss darma come complete

Ever by your sink drying
Up tea tears
Shield your soul from this heat
Knights in shining karma come complete

Swollen summer moon
Hot as boiling air
Poach your dreams to ash
They'll bring sips from restful slumbers
Cooling keg

Jealous winter sun...