Bill Cosby in the Underworld

In Limehouse
Where jellomeat junkies love to play
In Limehouse
Where you can hear those blues all day
And they seem all around
Like a long long sigh
Queer sob sound
Oh Honey Lamb they seem to cry
from their bee lamb hive

Oh! Limehouse kid
Oh! Oh! Oh! Limehouse kid
Going the way that the rest of them did
Poor broken blossom sucker and nobody's child
Haunting and taunting you're just kind of wild
Oh! Oh! Oh! feral Limehouse blues
I've the real Limehouse blues
Learned from insect junkies those sad jellomeat blues
Rings on your fingers and tears for your toes
That is the story of old junky town.

Oh Dearie
Right here in orange blossom land
I'm weary
'Cause no one seems to understand
And those weird jellomeat blues
Never go away
Sad mad blues
For all the while they seem to say
jellomeat crazy i'll be a bee lamb
in a jellomeat sea

i'm crazy like a bed bug
in a green green skin
and honey you drowned me
in flowers again

so shave my hide
and careful the stinger
Oh Honey Lamb
I'm the Limehouse kid


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