Cream - What A Bringdown lyrics

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Dainties in a jam-jar, parson's colour in the sky.
Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high.
Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh.
So you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you know when a head's dead?
What a bringdown!
Winter leader Lou is growin' 'ampsteads in the North.
Betty B's been wearin' daisies since the twenty-fourth.
Wears a gunner when there's one more coming forth.
And you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you wanna go to bed?
What a bringdown!
There's a tea-leaf about in the family,
Full of nothin' their fairy tale.
There's a tea-leaf a-floatin' now for Rosalie,
They'll believe in ding-dong bell.
Take a butchers at the dodginesses of old Bill.
Aristotle's orchestra are living on the pill.
One of them gets very very prickly when he's ill.
And you know what you know in your head.
Will you, won't you, do you, don't you wanna make more bread?
What a bringdown

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Language: English

Appearing on: Goodbye (1969)

Submitted by Walter at Thursday 14th of August 2003 20:47

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Anonymous

Monday 15th of July 2019 13:57

Leda Lou and Nettie B were his daughters, hampstead Heath = teeth, Daisies, daisy roots = boots tea leaf = thief flowery dell = cell rosie lee = tea mincers mince pies =eyes

Anonymous

Monday 15th of July 2019 13:55

wrong!! Taters in a jam jar, parsons collar in the sky
Water in a fountain doesn’t get me very high
Moby dick & Albert making out with Captain Bligh
And you know what you know in your head
Will you won’t you do you don’t you know when a head’s dead?
What a bringdown

Little Leda Lou is growing Hampstead’s in the North
Nettie B’s been wearing daisies since the twenty-fourth
When’s it going to end there’s one more coming forth?
And you know what you know in your head
Will you won’t you do you don’t you want to go to bed?
What a bringdown

There’s a tea-leaf about in the family
Who’ll end up in a flowery dell
There’s a tea-afloat in the Rosie Lee
Aylesburying ding-dong bell

Take a butchers at the dodgy mincers of old Bill
Aristotle’s Orchestra are living on the pill
One of them gets very very prickly when he’s ill
And you know what you know in your head
Will you won’t you do you don’t you want to make more bread?
What a Bringdown
from Gingers own lyric page