Lyrics April Fool - Recorded At Electric Lady Studios - Patti Smith

One, two, three, four

Come, be my April Fool
Come, you're the only one
Come on your rusted bike
Come, we'll break all the rules

We'll ride like writers ride
Neither rich nor broke
We'll race through alleyways
In our tattered cloaks so

Come, be my April Fool
Come, we'll break all the rules

We'll burn all of our poems
Add to God's debris
We'll pray to all of our saints
Icons of mystery

We'll vape through the mire
When our souls feel dead
With laughter, we'll inspire
Then back to life again

Come, be my April Fool
Come, we'll break all the rules

Come, be my April Fool
Come you're the only one
Come on your rusted bike
Come, we'll have so much fun
Come, come
We'll break all the rules