Marc Bolan and T. Rex - Oh Harley (The Saltimbanques) lyrics

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Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose

No bigger than a bubby's thumb.

Medieval dublet, elk horn ornamented woodland trumpet,

Cradling your musket son.

Harlequin stands magnificent

Slaughtered tulip in the psalm of his lillywhite.

Harlequin stands theatrical

Mincing smirk dancing on the hip of his lip.

Oh Harley

Naughty to pretend it's so naughty so bad 0 harley

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,

No bigger than a bubby's thumb

Garlanded with bluebells strewn with silver birch

Spring grown tiaras Cradling your sabre son