Fairport Convention - Angel Delight Lyrics
John the Wood went out one dayTo view the scene from a different angleHe stood and watched a child at playA-tinkling on an old triangleDave the Drum who was passing byBought the toy with a coin he'd picked upYou should have seen the gleam in his eyeAs he saw a ?tune he's gleaned up? shined upLa la la la la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la la la la laOut in the rain if you want a cup of teaDodge the puddles in the yardThe lord of the land's coming round to complainIt's hardThe pea***** flew to a very high treeHe didn't like grass or concrete fairiesPut me where the action isI'd rather be with the next-door hairiesSimon spied the bathroom doorIn his hand's a herb shampooWaiting for the waters rawSo little time, so much to doLa la la la la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la la la la laStand in a line, take a book alongThere's time for a game of cardsNow it's your turn and the water's all goneIt's coldThe next to appear was the . . .He needs a rest or at least he says soYou probably think that he's flipped his lid'Cos he wears high heels and a snow-white trousseauFive foot three yet he stands so tallAnd on the ground his feet are neverFriends may come and friends may goBut the fiddle bill goes on for everLa la la la la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la la la la laThe music room would make you grinIt's cold as a freezing pitThere's a hole in the wall where a lorry came inLet's splitI quite like a breast of chickenAnd I'm crazy about aspic and roast quailsBut the sight to make my pulse rate quickenIs a dozen nice fat snailsOn the other hand, there's Pegg on the bassWhose tastes in food are very much widerYou'll see a smile light up his faceAt a couple of kippers and a glass of ciderLa la la la la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la la la la laStand on a chair if you want to watch the boxThe fleas can jump a milePeer through the haze watching Top Of The PopsAnd smile
