I'm gonna my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green And as the English Channel's wide And I'm tell my son to keep his money in his mattress And his watch on any hand between his And I'm gonna my son up in a tower Till I write my whole life story on the back of his big eyes
When they do the double dutch, that's dancing When do the double dutch, that's them dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing
I'm tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap And games are just another way of And I'm gonna my son to be a prophet of mistakes Because for every there are half a million lies And I'm gonna my son up in a tower Till he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb
When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, that's dancing When they do the double dutch, that's dancing When they do the double dutch, that's dancing
When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the double dutch, them dancing When they do the double dutch, them dancing
When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the dutch, that's them dancing When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the dutch, that's them dancing
When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the double dutch, that's them When they do the double dutch, that's dancing they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
When they do the double dutch, that's dancing