For My Lady of Tomorrow
This is a ditty
where everybody can sing along
sittin' kind of pretty
steppin' out of a London fog
So come on if you're feelin' for it
depending on how you sing it
this might be a jolly song
Demon tobacco
a cup of joe
shots of tequilla and rum
and we're good to go!
Don't want to sing about politics
Just now I prefer chariots and scores
and guitar licks
Anyone can put on a sparkling tiara
but this crown of the four jewels is reserved
for my lady of tomorrow
Cosmic dawn breaks along lines
through Haga Park
darts among the shiney new
giraffe and elephant stark like houses
and the
day is set to start
Maybe today I'm a cynic
maybe today I can't read the
morning right
maybe today I need religion
to save me before blue midnight tonight
the apache kid