by Ginger Baker

Dainties in a jam-jar, parson´s colour in the sky.
Water in a fountain doesn´t get me very high.

Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh.
So you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won´t you, do you, don´t you know when a head´s dead?
What a bringdown!

Winter leader Lou is grownin´ ´Ampsteads in the North.
Betty B´s been wearin´ daisies since the twenty-fourth.
Wears a gunner when there´s one more coming forth.
And you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won´t you, do you, don´t you wanna go to bed?
What a bringdown!

There´s a tea-leaf about in the family,
Full of nothin´ their fairy tale.
There´s a tea-leaf a-floatin´ now for Rosalie,
They´ll believe in ding-dong bell.

Take a butchers at the dodginesses of old Bill.
Aristotle´s orchestra are living on the pill.
One of them gets very very prickly when he´s ill.
And you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won´t you, do you, don´t you wanna make more bread?
What a bringdown!