Lucky Fonz Iii Little Children
there is a place I call the fall
doctors and lawyers say it’s too small
there’s dancing and singing and places to crawl
children with triggers having a ball
you watch out for that place, don’t ever go there
you’ll walk in a circle, you’ll walk out a square
everything sparkles, the ceiling’s so high
a web sure looks pretty from the back of a fly
little children trickling down my feet again
chasing my toes and I only can
pray for some luck to make the good ones stay
and wait for the rain to flush the rest away
so now that you’re told to go look for gold
take one slave to carry it and one to be sold
take up your money and travel to Spain
no, not by airplane, and, no, not by train
and the moment you get there just tell them all you know
about tricksters and travellers and raindrops and snow
little children trickling down my feet again
chasing my toes and I only can
pray for some luck to make the good ones stay
and wait for the rain to flush the rest away
little children trickling down my feet again
chasing my toes and I only can
pray for some luck to make the good ones stay
and wait for the rain to flush the rest away
