Warf Air Lyrics

Rows of stalls with morsels for sale

Saw more cells in a building down the block

Keep ole lock and key on our lab of ours

Yours and mine is it there where you grab

Time without turning is ash without burning

Having without hurting and spoon feeding the lamb

Fare thee better when docking at the shore

That crisp whiff of warf air

Smells of market a place where you parked it

The good times rolled prudence beware

Oh hare you're jumping out of field

Remain in place no blood will be spilled

Time without turning is ash without burning

Having without hurting and spoon feeding the lamb

Fare thee better when docking at the shore

That crisp whiff of warf air

Keep ole lock and key on our lab of ours

Yours and mine is it there where you grab

Time without turning is ash without burning

Having without hurting and spoon feeding the lamb

Fare thee better when docking at the shore

That crisp whiff of warf air

Fare thee better when docking at the shore

That crisp whiff of warf air