Marc Bolan and T. Rex - The Friends lyrics

rate me

0 Satyr come

and suck my thumb

'cos you're a little fawn

and you need me.

On hoofy feet

through the windy wheat

'cos you're a little fawn

and I'll feed thee.

Down the delly way

with your belly grey

I've some fruit and nuts

and a reed 0.

And I'll skip with you

in the midnight blue

and carve fluting pipes

for you to play on.

In the deeply dark

when the wolves loom large

I've a snuggly nook

'neath the meadow.

Where you'll sleep and be

curled and friends with me

through the evil night

till starling morning.