Kneading

She had sugar on her shoes and flour on her cheeks
Her hands were often cracked and sometimes they would bleed
She gathered all the grain and measured out the yeast
And she began to knead and knead and knead

She wrote a couple tunes on an old accordian
And broke a couple hearts whenever she would sing them
And some folk even said she looked likе Judy Garland
But when she clicked hеr heels she was still on the same cold island

And sometime in her youth she cycled to the country
And there she met a man and started up a family
And he would write her poems and listen to her singing
But one day his heart just stopped and she went back to kneading

Now Frances Ethel Gum is lighting up the stage
And fighting off the crowds and gathering accolades
But what about the girl who looked like Judy Garland?
Well, she sits on a stool and kneads on the same cold island

Now Frances Ethel Gum is lighting up the stage (Frances Ethel Gum)
And fighting off the crowds and gathering accolades (fighting off the crowds)
But what about the girl who looked like Judy Garland?
Well, she sits on a stool and kneads on the same cold island

What about the girl who looked like Judy Garland? (What about the girl?)
Well, she sits on a stool and kneads and kneads and kneads