Lyrics Blackberry Jam - Tactile Gemma

Blackberry Jam

Her belly was a grape
An elephantine grape
The midwife was an octopus
Who puller me into life
And I — a lurid raisin
Stared and the wall paper smilled
Black beetle, black beetle, make a bonfire
Black beetle, black beetle, I ' m so alive
I 'll feed him with jam, blackberry jam
We 'll spend the nights in fox holes
And listen to the rattling magpies