Burn in the Sun

Fish pie eat the sky in the word you can’t deny
in the soup you eat it fresh.

House and mouse go for the cat in the hat
if you see the little bat you will live.
With out your nap.
So go to bed in your head and live you live within

So if you see that little fish
you will bite your tongue on the sun.
But if you go on the run.
Your friend will see the fun in your tie.
For what you see can bee to within

so love live in your sky to the way .
You eat the pie you will never die.
On the edge of the earth and near the sun
So run from your gun or burn in the sun.

Burn in the sun

Billy