second fiddler crab
second fiddler crab
scoot and scuttle but mind clear refrain mind the wheel mind the day
mind the gold mind mind the silver mind is there copper in the mind mind the mind mind the ore in the mind mind the time a man have eye seen them many on this street he is poor never having anything today he filled a basket with many many things and it is the wrong time of the month for the stamps or the money free he was given money as a kindness someone saw a poor man walking and now he is rich on all good things or perhaps he is just a thief and he stole all of this a womans purse when no one was looking it is the new age money religion how can anyone in the world survive by being nice and honest they will not thrive it worries me what this man may have done but iff it was come by honest what a good sign but a man who has a money stamp card eye saw him today sitting with none the fiddler fiddled upon the roof top of the morning raise the roof music is the loud sound of unimportant people and events sports unplayed on fields of twisted turf the alcoholics on the sideline line the turf with score they shout what was the score they shout what was the score they shout over and over no one can say who the team is that will win today one person has and one has not it is the way of a crab one claw is giant one is small a second fiddle is never heard at all — in Cleveland, OH.
second fiddler crab
scoot and scuttle but mind clear refrain mind the wheel mind the day
mind the gold mind mind the silver mind is there copper in the mind mind the mind mind the ore in the mind mind the time a man have eye seen them many on this street he is poor never having anything today he filled a basket with many many things and it is the wrong time of the month for the stamps or the money free he was given money as a kindness someone saw a poor man walking and now he is rich on all good things or perhaps he is just a thief and he stole all of this a womans purse when no one was looking it is the new age money religion how can anyone in the world survive by being nice and honest they will not thrive it worries me what this man may have done but iff it was come by honest what a good sign but a man who has a money stamp card eye saw him today sitting with none the fiddler fiddled upon the roof top of the morning raise the roof music is the loud sound of unimportant people and events sports unplayed on fields of twisted turf the alcoholics on the sideline line the turf with score they shout what was the score they shout what was the score they shout over and over no one can say who the team is that will win today one person has and one has not it is the way of a crab one claw is giant one is small a second fiddle is never heard at all — in Cleveland, OH.
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