(John Hadley)



I've got rings for sale they're all made out of nails

That I have polished from the bottom of my shoes

And you can give one to a friend or you can bend it back again

And pretend I sold the shiny nail to you.



I've got a story for you and I swear that it's all true

Because I made it up myself and I don't lie

And you can tell it to a friend or you can bend it back again

Into a telegram a headline on the sign.



I've got love to mend that I borrowed from a friend

And I said I'd give it back when I got through

But now it seems like it has grown and I've got some of my own

I can't give it back and still have some for you.



I've got a dream to share and you can take it everywhere

Close the eyes and see the pleasure it can bring

But if you're not the dreaming kind well I suppose that I won't mind

If you made shiny nails out of my home made rings.



I've got rings for sale they're all made out of nails

That I have polished from the bottom of my shoes

And you can give one to a friend or you can bend it back again

And pretend I sold the shiny nail to you...