Park Bench Blues Testo

Tow me away I can't stay here anymorebring me your tray of juice
my tired lips they're so dry.
Roses for pound dirty old sound sit there all day long,
i will take two and some glue and i'll
stick them to your wife
Park bench blues
wholly confused
I think I'll have a lie down.
I'll dream about you
making a stew
that we could eat together
But you will be
alone
with your bones
so just settle down...