Michael Woodhead

CADAQUES

Written by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1967, 2018

What do you think that we conceive
What do you think that we believe
What do you think is so naive
In what I hold before you
What! What! You say you hate it
What rot! You say you'll freight it
What! What! You say you'll crate it
What I hold before you

What do you think that we maintain
Why do you think that we complain
Why do you think that it's inane
This thing we hold before you
What! What! You say you hate it
What rot! You say you'll freight it
What! What! You say you'll crate it
What I hold before you

What do you think that we prepare
What do you think that we declare
Why do you think that we're unfair
To this thing now before you
What! What! You say you hate it
What rot! You say you'll freight it
What! What! You say you'll crate it
What I hold before you

Stand up and let me take your life
Stand up and let me love your wife
Stand up and let me give you strife
By this thing now before you
What! What! You say you hate it
What rot! You say you'll freight it
What! What! You say you'll crate it
What I hold before you


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