The Offer - Augie March

The Offer - Augie March
This is a song not like the other ones
Secret and selfish and somewhat hollow
In the middle of this song there seemed to grown another
Of indeterminate length and origin
To populate a people＇s song first you must do something wrong
If you＇ve never been infirm you can never be strong
Prune your rose bushes Djamila (Glenn)
Or you＇ll never see your home again
Country and city kingdom of the well of the unwell
You dwell in them both like a ghost -
When old King George said to my long dead kin
＂Ten summers and winters in Arthur will do you in＂
He cut out his heart and he buried the sin there in England
Prune your rose bushes Luis (Glenn)
Oh they＇ll grow up again
There may still be a next year who knows
If you＇re lonely take a drink there are better things to think
Think on ancient cities sunsets and girls in Spring
You needed a song I needed one too
So keep listening
FOR MY OFFER TO YOU
Take it with good grace and humour too
First came the golden age
When there was no need of proof
When lions ate flowers and your house
Didn＇t need a roof
Then came the silver days
When a boy saw himself for the first time
In the reflection of a blade
Then he saw the way
To populate a people＇s song
First he must do something wrong
If you＇ve never heard the music you never will
Prune your rose bushes Billy and Toby (Glenn)
So they＇ll soon grow up again
There may still be a next year who knows
If you＇re lonely take a drink
There are better things to think
Think on ancient cities sunsets and girls in Spring
Because all the tears that you mend
They will open up again
And weren＇t you suppose to call your friends this evening
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was fine
It rained all night the day I left