A Thousand Strokes And A Rolling Suck Lyrics

The boat of danger, peril, calls

Rowing quick time from heavy falls



Clasp with a quiver

Escape from the river

The falls dragging under

The rocks pick a number



Lucky for stop watery grave

Oh, what a time to misbehave

And blinding fear remembers what his father and his mother said



Laughter keeps the mind and body young but it's a plant of dead, slow growth



Shrink isn't blind but he will be

His mother's pride as proud can be

Oh, in full fig, as fine as five pence

And dressed up into the nines

(Keyword being simplicity)



Laughter keeps the mind and body young but it's a plant of dead, slow growth