Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doing That Scrapyard Thing, artist - Cream. Album song Gold, in the genre Хард-рокDate of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
Doing That Scrapyard Thing |
| When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano, |
| Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea. |
| Writing your name in the sea, |
| Banging my favorite head. |
| Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring, |
| Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe. |
| Phoning your home from a tree, |
| Drinking my favorite loch. |
| When I was old they gave me a model factory, |
| I met three salads out on the motorway. |
| Leaving your name at the door, |
| Breaking my favorite egg. |
| Missing the walrus, sharing my last banana, |
| Balancing zeppelins on the end of my nose. |
| Calling your name in the zoo, |
| Blowing my favorite mind. |