Give Me Beef Tongue Give Me Tripe

Give me a sweet ethereal voice, crows caw cawing, the moon slung low in a star feral sky. Give me beef tongue give me tripe give me a tin of pork and beans. Give me give me give. Give me a warmer bed give me a sunshiny day give me crows caw cawing give me the moon slung low in a star feral sky. Give me give give me give give me me give. Give me tripe give me beef tongue give me a briny sausage. Give me a pilaster give me no pilaster give me none of that. Give me a pillar give me a post give me a pole give me a stake in life. Give me your warmer bed give me your feral sky give me crows caw cawing give me beef tripe tongue. Give me uncommon sense give me a red flower give me a tin of pork and tongue. Give me a good night’s sleep give me your warmer bed give me a low slung moon in a too high sky. Give me patience give me tolerance give me a tin of beef tripe tongue. Give me give a good night’s sleep.