July, July!

歌詞

There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house And how the green grows there And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house And it's careful and it's careful when I'm there And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian And he was gut shot running gin And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers And how he held them, how he held them, held them in And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain) The water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain) Oh, what a lonely thing In a lonely drain July, July, July It never seemed so strange July, July, July Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange This is the story of the road that goes to my house And what ghosts there do remain And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient Though the specifics might be vague And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly, light magenta When in fact, it was a nappy bluish gray And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain) The blood rolls down the drain (blood rolls down the drain) Oh, what a lonely thing In a blood red drain July, July, July It never seemed so strange July, July, July Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange It never seemed so strange It never seemed so strange It never seemed so strange