Doing That Scrapyard Thing

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