Uncle Bunkum

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There's something in the greenhouse straining at the roots
Snapping at the windows, harmless flies and passers-by
Old Uncle Bunkum in his yellow boots
Rolling up the barbed-wire, piling papers on the fire

Nobody knows what my uncle knows
Nobody knows what my uncle grows
Word is he's now on to something new
Nobody knows but arooba rooba rooba

There's something in the homestead turning on the lights
Snapping at the windows, formulating strategies
Old Uncle Bunkum grafting through the night
Giving out the orders to his new herbaceous borders

Nobody knows what my uncle knows
Nobody knows what my uncle grows
Word is he's now on to something new
Nobody knows but arooba rooba rooba

There's something by the roadside stamping on the flowers
Snapping at the windows - out to get the carburettor
Old Uncle Bunkum, yellow daisy-roots
Collar up, looking round, moving to another town

Nobody knows what my uncle knows
Nobody knows what my uncle grows
Word is he's now on to something new
Nobody knows but arooba rooba rooba

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from The Pathway, track released February 20, 2010
Written by Jonny Deadpan.
Arranged & played by THE SPECTRAL PRiDE.

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A recording venture launched in the spring of 2004 to enable four friends to meet and indulge in a common favourite pastime: the laying down of sounds while making one another laugh.

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