get hold of yourself
Shadow in a thicket, hear the seashells chatter
what happened to the old tire swing
You ve got to set me free, rainwater flow through the muddy tracks
You ve got to set me free, cause you ve got to set me free
Who rides that old motorcrycle, tractor tracks
might be that old tom who got murdered by the nurse
the tiny song of bramble
might be that old tom who got murdered by the nurse
There s no more lucky clover, i m wondering where i am now
in the shade beyond the tree
there s no more lucky clover
Mother nature clever, we re all searching for our mother, now that it s all over
You ve got to set me free, oh you ve got to
There s no more lucky clover, in the shade of the tree
So who s your daddy now, might be that old tom who got murdered by the nurse
If you fall in love with me, it s the last september ever
Cause you ve got to set me free, mother nature clever, i m wondering where i am now
school will soon be over
yearning for the summer
I m standing in the open, what happened to the old tire swing, so who s your daddy now
You ve got to set me free, mother nature clever, a solitary soldier saluting heavenwards and nothing