The Frank And Walters - Walters Trip lyrics

I saw a yellow bird perched on a tree Eyes of wet diesel for him to see He sat there on his daily routine I drank tea in our local canteen Strolled along down the narrowing road There was bus stops and large purple toads White pianos advanced from the hill While a llama chased a guy called Bill I saw a giraffe as high as my knee He was making shapes of letter Z It rained blue sponges for half an hour While the boys they played chess in the tower Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble Yeah I saw a yellow bird perched on a tree Eyes of wet diesel for him to see He sat there on his daily routine I drank tea in our local canteen I strolled along down the narrowing road There was bus stops and large purple toads White pianos advanced from the hill While a llama chased a guy called Bill Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble Bill bought a pony It cost lots of money Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble