A Fine Day To Exit

There were three men came out of the west, their fortunes for to try And these three men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in Threw clods upon his head And these three men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn was dead They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day 'til he looked both pale and wan And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee They've rolled him and tied him by the way, serving him most barbarously They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart And the loader he has served him worse than that For he's bound him to the cart They've wheeled him around and around a fie...

Running out of time But I still don't try I can hardly breathe when you don't come around Thought I'd write it down Did then threw it out Reality is the pill and you help me choke it down Stay my cure for vanity Stay my source of laughter My broken record remedy Stay my everafter I don't say enough And I never lose my bluff But you, you can shell an oyster with nothing but a stare Stay my cure for vanity Stay my source of laughter My broken record remedy Stay my everafter

I dreamed of all the magic things that be When we'd ride to a dock on bended knee But you'd just smile and gently shake your head And put a hole through me so I was dead Oh, I'd fall down and I was left alone With a feeling of you still that was my own Oh, I would love to, love to love you Yes, indeed, I do love you, love you My, my, pigs might fly, that can't be bad How you have the cheek to smile and tell me I'm mad A man came through the wall and stood by me Complete with bag of nuts and fancy free He said without a tonal fleeting glance I'd like to get deep down inside your pants&quot How you opened up his head and smiled And rubbish from your mouth you ticked inside Oh, I would love to, love to love you Yes, indeed, I do love you, love you My, my, pigs might fly, that can't be bad How you have the cheek to smile and tell me I'm mad