Half-moon shining tonight as I drink my tiger tea,

singing along with the dust bunnies living in a tape machine,

I seem to know every word

but they make no sense to me

Bel esprit with a cup of tea in a pasture flooded

there's a grown man headed for the trees

and unexpectedly I lost my sense of it

Unleash my cigarette smoke

dance to Lizzie Mitchell songs,

you bet I can break every bone

and that wouldn't take very long,

but there are better things on a late night TV screen

if you know what I mean

With a cup of tea in a pasture flooded

there's a grown man headed for the trees,

and don't expect of me when I lose my sense of things,

with a cup of tea in a pasture flooded

there's a grown man headed for the trees

and unexpectedly I gave you a lift

and let er send like Eddy Quinn