Lyrics:
I want another slice of rhubarb tart.
I want another lovely slice.
I'm not disparaging the blueberry pie
But rhubarb tart is oh so very nice.
Rhubarb Pie
Rhubarb Pie
It might rain tomorrow
Better get some before I die
Rhubarb Pie
Rhubarb Pie
It might rain tomorrow
Better get some
Rhubarb Hill's the place to go
No TV or Stereo
It's easy, to be happy
On Rhubarb Hill
Rhubarb Hills the place to see
No-one tells you who to be
It's
feel like to die
And whether I can transcend and reach that feeling by getting high
Rhubarb it's raining your gonna wanna get out
Get out of the yard
It's springtime here on the farm
And I'm embracing its rural charm
Growing there in the yard
I say, what is that, Mom says, it's rhubarb
Oh yeah,
QUIT BARKING IN MY RHUBARB
Now Old MacDonald had a farm
Aye-ee aye-ee aye-oh
And on his farm he had a dog
Aye-ee aye-ee aye-oh
That doggone dog
please don't get me wrong.
But I haven't tasted mama's rhubarb pie in so very long.
Rhubarb pie, in the summer.
Rhubarb pie, made by my mother.
Nothing
We have been observing earth and would like to make contact
We will destroy all humans
Unless you can come up with a plate of rhubarb
I bathe in
Spring is back
Rhubarb pies and the drinks are back
The buzzing of the bumblebees
Sing and clap, here's a little melody
Cause spring is back
Rhubarb
push me pedal right down to the floor
And the goddam piston won't pump no more
My rhubarb was rigid, it thrusted through the custard
But my rhubarb's
as rhubarb and a place as tall as trees
The Cheat she's lookin' mighty and she's singin' like a bird
She follows every turn but she never says a word
another's rhubarb
In our cosmic panacea
There's no verbal diorrhea
Relayed direct for you to OK it
'cause we say it like we play it
Advice on how to live
Oww Oww, Hot damn, Oww oww, I'm a Rhubtard Baby
I was thinking about pie pulling rhubarb from the garden
When my mind started wandering if you'll be
of you would be my fill.
In the evening, when the clouds seem to sigh.
In the evening, when the clouds seem to sigh.
I'm easy to satisfy.
Rhubarb, pecan,
Or graveyard for the rhubarb
Temping for life's lemons
Trying to strain a little merengue
Doing overtime for the key lime
Some work nights and weekends for
Brussel sprouts boil beans alive, snap the peas
And dice the chives, info to leak with my kitchen knives
Rhubarb wire in the lattice pie
Meanwhile you mow
genre trafic au Cota Rica
Fuck la Maison Blanche plus Wiz Khalifa qu’Ronald Reagan
Rhubarb pie crème brûlée Abacus
La haine à bas prix pour devenir dealer
the fuck I always do
Blah blah rhubarb is all that I hear of what you say
Yak yakking along going strong in your own kind of way
Skip yippee I yay
Speech
bellowing
and the Rhubarb grows out of rocks
I've gathered all day pushing pairs up this draw
through the Hawthorn trees I send a yip and a howl
Up the Old
potato skins and pickled wieners,
Crossword puzzles, Spider-Man comics, and mama's home made rhubarb pie
Pulled out of the driveway and the neighbors,
potato skins and pickled wieners,
Crossword puzzles, Spider-Man comics, and mama's home made rhubarb pie
Pulled out of the driveway and the neighbors,
Memphis in June
A shady veranda under a Sunday blue sky
Memphis in June
And cousin Amanda's making a rhubarb pie
I can hear the clock
Outside
the rhubarb fields underneath the leaves
It's a secret place and adults aren't allowed there, Mr. Grownup
Go away, sir
Charlie Brown got's half a crown,
Memphis in June
A shady veranda under a Sunday blue sky
Memphis in June
And cousin Amanda's makin' a rhubarb pie
I can hear the clock inside
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