Jack seized a parade all along with him
The stage robbers were joining in
His damaged ego didn't fall in laugh
But waited all night till he heard a cough
Young people in cold narrow streets
Raced under lanterns with soup to eat
They wanted to befriend the king
Whose shoes had lost service last spring
What can I do in that extended glass?
Shall I not rain on what shall pass?
My fingers wear wings chosen bleached
The pfenning I reached is a whole being
The lung soup cook wore a green striped coat
It was to party with boys and toads
That chamfered packages and their faults
And told the fishes how to falhrot
What can I do in that extended glass?
Shall I not rain on what shall pass?
My fingers wear wings chosen bleached
The pfenning I reached is a whole being
