Augie March - Offer lyrics

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, 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 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 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