Tree Top Club
The tree's bent
And the trunk now twisted
The tiny saplings
That we once planted
Do you remember the three top club
When you won the bunty competition
And there was a cold stone seat
And a blue cold sky
My bike was green
And yours was brown
Then I bought you sweets and comics
From the motorway shop
And know you I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
With the baby's mind
I crave for love
But this adult sensibility
Lets me stray
And I compromise
My life is always compromise
Oh tell me why
It's all a senseless lie
The church is ruined
And the graves are deserted
Those hiding places
That we once haunted
Do you remember the old Scout Hut
When we hid in Dermoor's shed
And know you I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
With the baby's mind
I crave for love
But this adult sensibility
Lets me stray
And I compromise
My life is always compromise
Oh tell me why
It's all a senseless lie
And you and I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
Knowledge now it's a dangerous thing
But this adult sensibility
Leads us astray
And you realized
That your thoughts are a long way away
And they prophesy
That man lives a hopeless life
And the trunk now twisted
The tiny saplings
That we once planted
Do you remember the three top club
When you won the bunty competition
And there was a cold stone seat
And a blue cold sky
My bike was green
And yours was brown
Then I bought you sweets and comics
From the motorway shop
And know you I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
With the baby's mind
I crave for love
But this adult sensibility
Lets me stray
And I compromise
My life is always compromise
Oh tell me why
It's all a senseless lie
The church is ruined
And the graves are deserted
Those hiding places
That we once haunted
Do you remember the old Scout Hut
When we hid in Dermoor's shed
And know you I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
With the baby's mind
I crave for love
But this adult sensibility
Lets me stray
And I compromise
My life is always compromise
Oh tell me why
It's all a senseless lie
And you and I lie
This pure indulgent fantasy
Knowledge now it's a dangerous thing
But this adult sensibility
Leads us astray
And you realized
That your thoughts are a long way away
And they prophesy
That man lives a hopeless life
Credits
Writer(s): Virginia Alice Astley
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