歌曲名 The Ballad Of The Wasps 歌手名 Jayne Houdyshell

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At the dump near our flat

Our old flat one Sunday

I went out exploring with my Dad

There were mountains of that

Stuff that gets tossed away

When people don't know what they've had

Broken chairs old appliances dishes debris

Were taking their naps in the Sun

Day sun Suddenly I

Felt a jab in my knee

And Dad shouted Coraline run

Wasps thousands of wasps filled the air

I high-tailed it over the hill

Dad Dad silly Dad stayed there

Standing perfectly still

Getting stung what would prove

To be thirty-two stings

We counted that night in the bath

Giving me time to move

Far away from the things

While Dad took the brunt of their wrath

Wasps millions of wasps filled the air

But they didn't scare him until

The next day when we had to go back over there

His glasses had dropped on the hill

He said he wasn't brave

For he wasn't afraid

While watching me running away

He knew he had to save

Me his choice had been made

He'd only been brave the next day