Being strange and eating from the garden’s what I do,
Baking pies with apples in is a past-time too,
But offer me an Apple Mac and I’ll
Break the thing in two.
Brambles, bring me
Bring me stinging nettles, thistles,
Bring them all to my
Back yard and we’ll have ourselves a
Buy yourself a tube of sweets
Be sure to buy some for me
Be sure because you’ll not get any
Bristle pie for tea.