50 Pieces

You've been away for such a long, long time
 Gone from the brickyard, gone from the mine
 All these unfamiliar places used to find your measured paces
 Now it's all arriving, now it's all just fine
 I thought perhaps we could sit down for tea
 Nein, was the cold reply of Frau ecstasy
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 Sitting on a mossy stump, among all the bottles drunk
 Breath cold against the air
 Oh, I smell your ragweed hair, smoked to the bone
 Soaked to the bone, I'm all alone, poor me
 I thought perhaps we could sit down for tea
 Nein, was the cold reply of Frau ecstasy
 Hey, who's that old man in the overalls?
 His cows lick the ice from off the stable walls
 Hey, who's that old man in the overalls?
 His cows licked the ice from off the stable walls