I’m not a child
Of the revolution
I’m not a Babe Ruth
Singing songs of peace
What is this place
What is this place
This place is what
Is what this is
I’m singing while the hunting horns blow
I’m singing while the hunting horns blow
There’s lots of huffing huffing puffing
There’s something at the door
There’s something at the window
I’m here with Claude Cahun we’re both howling at the moon
I’m not a child of the revolution
What is this place
What is this place
This place is what
Is what this is
I’m singing I’m waiting
I’m waiting I’m waiting
Waiting is a game to throw waiting is a seed to sow
Waiting is a silver plate a question on a face you know
I’m waiting until the roof comes off the whole house about to blow
The sun beats down the ground is wet
The sun beats down the ground is wet
I’m waiting for that something green to grow
Maybe then and then I’ll know
Then and then and then I’ll know
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
What is this place
Let’s go round again let’s go round again let’s go
Let’s go round again let’s go round again let’s go
The bat and ball the ball and chain
The chalky grassy picture frame
The silver face the kissing game
Sweet kissing
Sweet kissing
The bat and ball the ball and chain
The chalky grassy picture frame
The silver face the kissing game
Sweet kissing
Sweet kissing