Spring Has Sprung

Poppers still pumping, I've never fear

Birdsong sings in the atmosphere

Spring has sprung out of nothing

Ticking clocks keep on rattling

Time slowly chimes in a chattering

Cowboy rises in the early sun

Golden gush, cockerel crow

It comes out, says hello

Don't look at it too closely

And that is why I don't get old

Take my time, I take it slow

Nothing but the drone of the certain

Every way I look

Spring has sprung, leather lung ever clear

Sunshine shone in the stratosphere

You appear out of nowhere

And that is why you don't get old

Take your time, you take it slow

Skipping and a-playing in the mud

As you come up

You drip in blood

Rush the mud up

You better run

Before evil days come

Better run (Better run)

Better run (Better run)

Better run (Better run)

Better run (Better run)

Before evil days come

Before evil days come