Monkberry Moon Delight — текст песни (Paul and Linda Mccartney)

So I sat in the attic,

A piano at my nose,

And the wind played a dreadful cantata (cantata...).

Sore was I from the crack of an enemy`s hose,

And the horrible sound of tomato (tomato...).



Ketchup (ketchup)

Soup and puree (Soup and puree),

Don`t get left behind (get left behind)...



When a rattle of rats had awoken,

The sinews, the nerves and the veins.

My piano was boldly outspoken, in attempts to repeat its refrain.



So I stood with a knot in my stomach,

And I gazed at that terrible sight

Of two youngsters concealed in a barrel,

Sucking monkberry moon delight.



Monkberry moon delight,

Monkberry moon delight.



Well, I know my banana is older than the rest,

And my hair is a tangled beretta.

When I leave my pajamas to Billy Budapest,

And I don`t get the gist of your letter (your letter...).



Catch up! (catch up),

Cats and kittens (cats and kittens),

Don`t get left behind (get left behind)...



Monkberry moon delight...

Monkberry moon delight...