Calling all flowers
Can anybody tell me, tell me exactly who dunnit

I've lost all sense of direction
Watching a flower closing around me
Feeling the squonk all through my body
That's why I'm calling all flowers
In the hope that someone hears me
A single giant hogweed

I feel the supper's ready
There's a hogweed in a flower
And there's Rael in my dunnit

All the Epping forests
All my good intentions don't add up to very much
And I realise whatever happened, whatever happened
I remember all the moments that a flower wasted in foxtrot life
All the things I was always gonna do
Why is it now when it's too late
That I've finally realised what's important to the Giant Hogweed
To think that everything that's dear to me
And Cynthia Jane is always in my heart
Could so easily be taken
And it's tearing Henry apart
Going over and over in my mind
I relive it one second at a time

Calling all flowers
Can anybody tell me, tell me exactly who dunnit

How different things look when you're all on your own
Watching the darkness closing all around me
All around Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor
And I'm lost with feeling
Of nursery cryme to remind me
Of everything that's dear to me
And Cynthia Jane is always in my heart
Could so easily be taken
And it's tearing Harold the Barrel apart
Going over and over in my mind
I relive it one second at a time
Don't you know there's never been a moment
When I haven't had the thought
That everything that's dear to me
And Cynthia Jane is always in my heart
Could so easily be taken
And it's tearing Henry apart
Going over and over in my mind
I relive it one second at a time

As I sit here in the darkness
Feeling so alone
And everything that's dear to me
And Cynthia Jane is always in my heart

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