Rod Bullimore - St Ives - Cornwall
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Rogues Bard - Songs - Monkey Tree

MONKEY TREE (West Bridgeford)

There’s a girl sat in the corner with a mop of golden hair
Should I judge her by her brains or her stainless steel bra
Should I just invite her over , or is just one bridge too far
Watching me watching you watching me.

The lone woman in the corner gives one glance and then she’s gone
Leaving just an empty glass and I know my chance is done
And the guys with the fake suntans edge closer to the sun
Watching me watching you watching me.

And the woman with four children orders yet another gin
And the guys with the fake suntan edge closer to the sun
And the city loop goes round and it comes around again
Watching me watching you watching me

A billion years of evolution, where we did we all go wrong
A thousand fears of revolution just to build a nuclear bomb
There’s a camera in the sky looking down on you and me
Watching me watching you watching me.

And the Nationals cry out a mother starved her girl to death
And the city loop goes round and it goes around again
And a starling steals my crisps and I have yet another beer
Watching me watching you watching me.

And the girl in the Stiletto’s is teetering on the brink
And her boyfriend winks at me and orders her another drink
And I’m sitting in The Monkey tree trying to fit in
Watching me watching you watching me

And the woman in the corner they say used to be a nurse
She spent forty years on Prozac , now they say the drugs don’t work
And the guys with the fake suntan edge closer to the sun
And I’m sitting in The monkey Tree trying to fit in
Watching me watching you watching me.
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A billion years of evolution,where we did we all go wrong
A thousand fears of revolution just to build a nuclear bomb
There’s a camera in the sky looking down on you and me
Watching me watching you watching me.

And the city loop comes round, and it comes around again
And I’m sitting in the Monkey tree trying to fit in
There’s a camera in the sky looking down on you and me
Watching me ,watching you watching me.



A Billion Years Of Evolution
A Billion Years Of Evolution

A Camera In The Sky
A Camera In The Sky
 
 
 

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