April Fool

Patti Smith · Other Songs - Patti Smith

Come, be my April Fool

Come, you're the only one

Come, on your rusted bike

Come, we'll break all the rules



We'll ride like writers ride

Neither rich nor broke

We'll race through alleyways

In our tattered coats so



Come, be my April Fool

Come, we'll break all the rules



We'll burn all of our poems

Add to God's debris

We'll pray to all of our saints

Icons of mystery

We'll tramp through the mire

When our souls feel dead

With laughter we'll inspire

Then back to life again



Come, be my April Fool

Come, you're the only one



Be my April Fool

You're the only one

Come, come

Be my April Fool

Come, come

We'll break all the rules