The Fruit Tramp

Took acid which brought me loser to Satin.

The Fruit Tramp

Wetting my shoes with morning damp
as the  haze washes away he field.
I get my pay at the end of the day when 
they weigh up my yield.

I like to sleep out in the fields 
Spent one night in sketch motel.
Nothing good happens there
as far as I can tell.

Don’t believe what you hear
and or half of what you see.
I’ve got stories that I cou…