Frogs and Pansies Songtext
von Mustard Service

Frogs and Pansies and all you fancy
This fascination with breakfast sandwiches
Gold and silver drip, from your fingertips
When I′m feeling sick, you're my medicine
Crimson clover sit, on your shoulder It makes me wonder, if you remember this
Song you used to, sing the blues to
Harvest moon in your gloomy mood, and
I can′t sleep at night if you're not next to me
So comfortably dreaming away