Marching up the mountain
Bb
With our aching planning
High and smiling
Cheap drink
Dark and violent
F
Full of butterflies
The violent tenderness
The sweet asylum
C
The clay you find is fortified
We felt unfocused fade the line
F
The sugar rush
The constant hush
The pushing of the water gush
Bb
The marching band
When April ran
F
May June bugs fly and
C
Push your gin Jacob
With the tired wiry brandy look
Bb F
Here we go round Mary in your famous story book