sing sing sing
sing
let me hear you sing in the month of spring or give me a ring so i can hear you on the wing what comes of thee you little bee sing me a song for tea errand to run fall on my bum bang my head instead let me sing you a song before it goes all wrong sing into the wind for all my sins fall in the bin sing to a biting frost to jack who i lost but know one gives a toss sing on the train to the pouring rain wish i was in Spain sing to my brothers keeper to another sweeper oh god he is such a weeper sing me to sleep so i don’t count sheep good night bo peep
(2015)
