Pear Cider - Bison

lyin on your back

with your hed

on a rucksack

youve mooved onto

festivale town

theres nothing much to do

but relax in the country side

well theres strumin

in the distance

from a nother field

and reggae from

a red and white tent

a man stumbles by yu

with sum pear cider

nd he’s on his last legs

bewere the pear cider

just 2 or 3 will do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear shaped too

well the kids are all painted up

and running around

smiles on there animal faces

thousands of people

are drifting over

as the band on the main stage

is warming up

the flags are waving

and the crowd is too

at least you got to see one band

yu mates and you

are like dancing delinquents

with pear cider in there hands

bewere the peaer cider

just 3 or 4 will do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear shaped too

you realise you’ve not

eaten for a day

time for a nothe meel

just a berger or falafel

or a chilly and naan

or just a mung bean and lentall

ice cream

well the dawn is breaking on a caberet

and we finally found our tents

with a nakered guitar

and a roaring fire

were singing songs that make no sense

just 5 or 6 will do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear shaped too

(laydies and gentalmen the fresh prince of

bell end)

it was a west country festivale

deborched and crased

in the beer tent were i spent most of ma days

chillin out maxin

rillaxin all cool

ill be shootin some pool with some old fool

when a cuple of ciders that were up to no good

started making rummbles in my belly-good

i had one moor whitie and my mate got skaired

he said «you've had to much cider

you need some fresh air»

well i wizzed with my mate

but when he came in

sea shirts were brothers

but he was holding a beer

if eanything i could say that this sight was rair

but then i thoght naa foget it

back on to the pear

pulled up to the tent

about 7 or 8

homed in on my wellys

there on smell you later

slip in to my duvet

i was finally there

slip in to a coma

as a prince to the pear

cider theres nothing you won’t do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear

bewere the pear cider

theres nothing you won’t do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear

bewere the pear cider

theres nothing you won’t do

with the pear inside yu

it’ll make you pear shaped to

(it'll make you spew)