Текст песни The Caterer - The Fall
And
dad
will
keep
you
warm
And
mam
will
keep
her
warm
And
in
the
swarm
Stick
with
me,
stick
with
me
I
am
the
caterer
Stick
with
me
stick
with
me
I
am
the
caterer
With
me
stick
with
me
I
am
the
caterer
And
mam
will
keep
you
warm
And
offer
chicken
bone
I
fertilise
them
(With
wild
goat
money)
(The
goats
are
getting
wild)
Feeding
on
the
finest
grain
solution
Nothing
does
any
good
They
stand
on
their
heads
I
used
to
grow
things
But
it′s
faces
and
brains
But
those
slitty
eyed
birds
Throw
bad
(apples
short)
I
am
not
your
mother
(You
over
limbed
oaf)
Oryour
father
who
left
In
the
last
council
coach
Keep
in
the
black
and
stay
out
of
the
red
Stick
with
me,
stick
with
me
I
am
your
caterer
I
am
your
caterer
I
am
your
caterer
And
dad
will
keep
you
warm
But
he
has
left
home
And
your
mother
went
out
Cos
it
was
too
warm
Stick
with
me
stick
with
me
Chicken
and
chips
off
the
bone
I
am
the
caterer
I
am
the
caterer
I
serve
chips
to
the
left
of
(erector)
Green
is
the
double
or
treble
to
get
And
turn
the
card
on
your
pack
of
cigarettes
Stick
with
me
stick
with
me
I
am
your
caterer
1 The Horror in Clay
2 Shed Segment
3 The Caterer
4 I'm Bobby, Pt. 1
5 The CD in Your Hand
6 Enigrammatic Dream
7 Visit of an American Poet, Pt. 1
8 Segment
9 Visitation of an American Poet, Pt. 1
10 Visitation of an American Poet, Pt. 2
11 I'm Bobby, Pt. 2
12 Typewriter
13 Dissolute Singer
14 A Lot in a Name
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