AJ's excellent guitar work inspired me, at about 2 am. The lyrics are nearly nonsense, I just like how the words fit together.
Lyrics
Nickelbag is a friend of mine
Nickel from his tin toes to his
Generous behind
Fridays we go walking
Where only do we know
Home by nine on Saturdays
To watch the grass, as it grows
Each currency it’s rendered
In the colors of it’s founder
Enough for all, and too much for few
It’s two steps to the wiser
Two steps to the wiser man
Later she comes knocking
With a toothbrush for if she stays
One short threat it means nine to go
Did she mean to cause me pain
Gentle but persuasive
My call goes out with no wires
Sara remains soft and innocent
So I’m never ever gonna tire
