Someone's In The Kitchen - Jump Little Children

I spent Sunday afternoon just hanging around

Hanging by my nails two miles up and falling down

Checking out the weather

With my strung out feathers

Holding up a singer

By my good luck finger

Oh I’m hanging on

Come back tomorrow to see if I’m gone (x2)

I missed the train by a second or two

Screaming through my fist, screaming out «please love me do»

Hanging with a Haitian

At the ticket station

Talking about money

How it sure is funny

Oh I’m hanging out if ever you need me

Just give me a shout (x2)

Woke up this morning, my guitar was on fire

Smoke it up jimi, I thought that

You had long retired

Charcoal smoke and red hot ember

Smell like Christmas

In september

Oh, I’m waking up

The sugar plum fairy’s

In my coffee cup (x2)

Someone’s in the kitchen

Smells like suppertime

Someone’s in the kitchen

And they’re popping a bottle of wine

I got a letter from a long lost sis

Jumping in the lily, jumping in the sunshine kiss

«I'm dying and I’m dying on a hospital bed

Come come kiss me just before I’m dead»

Oh long ago someone figured that I would just know (x2)

I caught a ferry across the lonely bay

And I bussed up to boston and

I bought a ticket just one way

I jumped upon a plane

A coal-black stallion

I crossed the finish line

And I grabbed the medallion

Oh I’m finally home promise me that you won’t go (x2)