Cater - Febueder

I cater the man, I cater the blade, I cater the man who made the blade

I cater the rust, I cater the rain, I cater the toys that don’t get played

I cater the drum, I cater the beat, I cater the beat that made the drum

I cater the crop, I cater the craft, I cater the man who sold for shame

I cater the way, du di di dedum, I cater the son who don’t exist

I cater the cold, and cater from cold, I cater the light, I cater the house,

I cater the stairs, I cater the ground, I cater the sharpest sweetest sound,

I cater the myth, I cater the truth, I cater the speech

Don’t say I’ll do it I will

Magnitude honesty shield

His or her parents are ill

Abundance of passion concealed

Don’t say I’ll do it I will

Magnitude honesty shield

His or her parents are ill

Abundance of passion concealed

My granddaughter left me, she left it quite messy, I hope that you don’t mind

her flaws

My granddaughter left me, she left it quite messy, I hope that you don’t mind

her flaws

My granddaughter left me, she left it quite messy, I hope that you don’t mind

her flaws