Doing That Scrapyard Thing


Doing That Scrapyard Thing-Gold


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 favorite head


Missing the last bed waving the cheery herring


Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe


Phoning your home from a tree

Drinking my favorite 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 favorite egg


Missing the walrus sharing my last banana


Balancing zeppelins on the end of my nose


Calling your name in the zoo


Blowing my favorite mind