Earfy, birfy
bossy, angry
isn’t this a perfect love?
If I could stop the world from turning round and round and round and round!
The world turn around and all I see is
Eartha, homey, soft and boney
Isn’t it a simple love
Sweet as honey, strangely funny
How could I, the mad man dressed in chain
Conjure, such an angel in my name
Aren’t you the freshness of a dream,
If only I could protect you from me
If only but i fear it will be my fault
If ever my dear you act adult and round and round and round and round!
The world turn round and all I see is round and round and round and round and round
The world turn round and all U see if only you could learn not of manrude
If only you could go on in the nude
If only but I fear it will be my fault
If ever my dear you act adult
And sadder though it is,
But when I’m gone and you have a child all of your own and round and round and round and round
the world turn round and all I see…
