Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bloomers , by - Maddy Prior. Song from the album Changing Winds, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.1977
Record label: Chrysalis
Song language: English
Bloomers |
| Fine English rose in rich soil she grows |
| Old walls shield her from the wind that blows |
| Resulting cultivation supplied with every need |
| Seeking for a weed that’s of the right seed |
| Proud purple thistle it’s wiser not to pluck |
| Growing where she can, she never waits for luck |
| Brought up in a hard school thistle down the wind |
| Raised on blunt words more sinned against than sinned |
| Stinking plants in the hedgerows |
| With grim grit will flourish |
| While nicely bred orchids |
| Wilt in the front window florist |
| But dark mother earth |
| Will catch them all up |
| And trample them back into the forest |
| The vamp of vegtation the scarlet poppy flirts |
| Laughs as she dancs flaunting flimsy skirts |
| Tempting the senses with her milk white juice |
| Sensual opium determined to seduce |
| Independent wallflower careered through her youth |
| And caught unawares she turns to face the truth |
| Laughs at the battle of the sexes, but listens for the sound |
| Of strife and separation to declare the second round |
| Stinking plants in the hedgerows |
| With grim grit will flourish |
| While nicely bred orchids |
| Wilt in the front window florist |
| But dark mother earth |
| Will catch them all up |
| And trample them back into the forest |