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Eric Clapton - Doing That Scrapyard Thing Lyrics

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  • By jack bruce and pete brown
  • When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano,
  • Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea.
  • Writing your name in the sea,
  • Banging my favorite head.
  • Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring,
  • Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe.
  • Phoning your home from a tree,
  • Drinking my favorite loch.
  • When I was old they gave me a model factory,
  • I met three salads out on the motorway.
  • Leaving your name at the door,
  • Breaking my favorite egg.
  • Missing the walrus, sharing my last banana,
  • Balancing zeppelins on the end of my nose.
  • Calling your name in the zoo,
  • Blowing my favorite mind.

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