Augie March - The Offer Lyrics
This is a song, not like the other ones,secret and selfish and somewhat hollow.In the middle of this song there seemed to grown anotherOf indeterminate length and origin.To populate a people's song, first you must do something wrong,If you've never been infirm you can never be strong.Prune your rose bushes, Djamila, (Glenn)Or you'll never see your home again.Country and city, kingdom of the well, of the unwell,You dwell in them both like a ghost -When old King George said to my long dead kin"Ten summers and winters in Arthur will do you in"He cut out his heart and he buried the sin there in England.Prune your rose bushes Luis, (Glenn)Oh they'll grow up again,There may still be a next year, who knows?If you're lonely take a drink, there are better things to think,Think on ancient cities, sunsets and girls in Spring.You needed a song, I needed one too,So keep listeningFOR MY OFFER TO YOUTake it with good grace and humour tooFirst came the golden ageWhen there was no need of proof,When lions ate flowers and your houseDidn't need a roof.Then came the silver daysWhen a boy saw himself for the first timeIn the reflection of a bladeThen he saw the wayTo populate a people's song.First he must do something wrong.If you've never heard the music you never willPrune your rose bushes Billy and Toby. (Glenn)So they'll soon grow up again,There may still be a next year, who knows?If you're lonely, take a drink,There are better things to thinkThink on ancient cities, sunsets and girls in Spring.Because all the tears that you mend,They will open up again.And weren't you suppose to call your friends this evening?It rained all night the day I left.The weather it was fine,It rained all night the day I left
