Lyrics

peanut bowl

these days I live on my own
I don?t cook when I?m alone
I eat a little fruit, chew on a bone
and spend a lot of time around the peanut bow
cos once I start I cannot stop
I chew and swallow till I drop
and pray each day for a bumper crop
to fill up my peanut bowl

oh?that peanut bowl
run my fingers through the peanut bowl
I?m getting fat and I?m getting old
run my fingers through the peanut bowl

nuts and raisins suit me well
ready salted too are swell
monkey nuts still in their shells
nuts, sweet nuts ring my bell

the truth is nuts are all I need
to keep this carcass up to speed
they are just my favourite feed
I?m hanging round the peanut bowl

oh?.that peanut bowl?

I eat meat but I don?t mind
if I don?t most of the time
a handful of nuts will do me fine
I?m hanging round the peanut bowl
you can take your fancy restaurants
epicures and gourmands
I?ll have all I?ll ever want
just leave me peanut bowl

oh?that peanut bowl?.

words & music by George Bacon ã2003



george@cottagepiemusic.demon.co.uk