
These are the lyrics of a new song I am working on with the title;
Broken Mirror
Shiver my timbers, put the check in the mail
Smoke up the chimney, wind in the sails
Broken like china, made in Japan
Wind in the whistle, butter in the pan
Turn me on, with a flick of the switch
Cedar in the closet, the fish in the crick
I got a sickness and there’s no cure
Seven years of bad luck with a broken mirror
Baa baa black, sheep have you any wool?
You don’t steal bread, when your tummy’s full
Jack’s in the pulpit, pounding his fist
Candy’s on the dance floor, she says twist like this
So lets roll up the carpets, push back the chairs
We’ll show ‘em all the dances, we learned at the fair
I got a sickness and there’s no cure
Seven years of bad luck with a broken mirror
Sleeping beauty, she just wont wake up
And I’ve been drinking, from a broken cup
Please shiver my timbers, don’t step on my tale
Seal the deal with kisses, put the check in the mail
Measure with a ruler, tobacco in the jaw
Flowers on her grave, I go back and forth like a cross cut saw
I got a sickness and there’s no cure
Seven years of bad luck with a broken mirror
Fill up my tank, with your pure love
Please whisper in my ear, soft like morning dove
Ya gotta bump my needle, when I begin to skip
Please take me off, this old pirate ship
I can’t see tomorrow, from where I am today
But I’m gonna roll on like a river, anyway
I got a sickness and there’s no cure
Seven years of bad luck with a broken mirror
Go here to listen to the music of my band The Wealthy Orphans.