Super Heep Songtext
von Elephant’s Memory
Super Heep Songtext
Oh, the TV antenna
It stood there sublime with the knobs on the top
It stood with a gleam in its eye
At the door of the grocery shop
I saw that it blinked its eye
As I went a-runnin′ by
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin' to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
The butt of the cigarette
Flowed with affection like pearls in my soup
I finished the puzzle quite neatly
As moon sign astonished its route
I climbed from the garbage can
Upheld by the plastic man
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin′ to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
The mushroom pie
Was cured of its summer cold
As I rushed by
Alone in my stranglehold
Although he shunned my hurry
I told it not to worry
Although its feet were furry
We all can learn the ending leap
The same as my friend Leap-a-Cheep
And be a part of super heap now
Yes, and now as the final potato
Is peeled for the stew of my mind
I watch as the vinyl papaya
Is slowly forced back into line
The peacock who is my friend
Glide back in my mirrored pen
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin' to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
It stood there sublime with the knobs on the top
It stood with a gleam in its eye
At the door of the grocery shop
I saw that it blinked its eye
As I went a-runnin′ by
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin' to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
The butt of the cigarette
Flowed with affection like pearls in my soup
I finished the puzzle quite neatly
As moon sign astonished its route
I climbed from the garbage can
Upheld by the plastic man
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin′ to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
The mushroom pie
Was cured of its summer cold
As I rushed by
Alone in my stranglehold
Although he shunned my hurry
I told it not to worry
Although its feet were furry
We all can learn the ending leap
The same as my friend Leap-a-Cheep
And be a part of super heap now
Yes, and now as the final potato
Is peeled for the stew of my mind
I watch as the vinyl papaya
Is slowly forced back into line
The peacock who is my friend
Glide back in my mirrored pen
And though it looked friendly, I could not stop
For I was rushin' to reach the top of
Super heap, super heap
Super heap, super heap
Writer(s): Bronstein Stanley, Siegrid Visconti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

