Things are seldom what they seem,
Skim milk masquerades as cream;
Highlow pass as patent leathers.
Jackdaws strut in peacock's feathers.
Very true,
So they do.
Black sheep dwell in cvery fold,
All that glitters is not gold;
Storks turn out to be but logs,
Bulls are but inflated frog.
So they be,
Frequentlee.
Drops the wind and strops the mill,
Turbot is ambitious brill;
Gild the fartging if you will,
Yet it is a farthing still.
Yes i know,
That is so.
Tho'to catch your drift I'm striving
It is shady
It is shady
I don't see at what your driving,
Mystic lady
Mystic lady.
(Both)
Stern conviction's oerhim stealing
That the mysic lady's dealing
In oracular revealing
(Captain c)
Yes, i know
(Buttercup)
That is so!
(Captain c)
Tho' |'m anythnig but clever,
I could talk like that for ever;
Once a cat was killed by care,
Only brave deserve the tair.
(Buttercup)
Veryture,
So they do.
(Captain c)
Wink is often good as nod,
Spoils the child who spares the rod;
Thirsty lambs run foxy dangers,
Dogs are found in mant mangers.
(Buttercup)
Frequentlee,
I agree
(Captain c)
Paw of cat the chestnut snatches,
Wornout gatments show new patches
Onlycount the chick that hatches,
Men are grownup catchy catchics.
(Buttercup)
Yes, i know,
That is so,
Tho' to catch my drift he's striving,
I'll dissemble
I'll disseble!
When hesees at what i'm driving,
Let him tremble
Let him tremble!
(Both)
Tho' a mystic tone i borrow, he/i will/shall learn the truth with sorrow;
Here today and gone tomorrow.
(Captain c)
Yes, i know.
(Buttercup)
That is so!