Pinafore Days Songtext
von Stackridge

Mugs and buttercups, the dancing crinoline
Inside a picture book of a sky
For frantic butterflies their colours hypnotise
The crusty baker making his pies
Bips and scallywags, the mighty Morris men
Outside a windowpane in the sun
A bell strikes one o′clock, put on your summer frock
The last fandango's first to be done


I was painting rhymes
Sketching phantoms drawn from the years
Tell me the truth
Where are those pinafore days I knew?

Spats and golliwogs, outlandish acrobats
Beside a jumble sail in the wind
The bouncing dickey birds are really lost for words
The copper kettle′s trying to sing

I was painting rhymes
Sketching phantoms drawn from the years
Tell me the truth
Where are those pinafore days I knew?