Testo The Disappointing Pancake - Lisa Loeb
Testo della canzone The Disappointing Pancake (Lisa Loeb), tratta dall'album Camp Lisa
It's always breakfast Thursday nights for dinnertime
Orange juice, oatmeal, eggs, and waffles served at five
But once there was something I didn't recognize
It was harder than the table, so I thought it was my plate
I hit it with a hammer, but it wouldn't even break
It slipped upon some syrup and the butter ricocheted
Then it rolled and it rolled and it rolled and it rolled
A disappointing pancake
It rolled and it rolled and it rolled and it rolled
A disappointing pancake
Rolling toward the baseball field just down the road
The pitcher on the mound was winding up to throw
The crowd yelled, "Batter, batter!" he felt so at home
He rolled right up to the catcher who had somehow lost his mitt
Who put the pancake on his hand and like a glove it fit
And then he caught the final ball he surely would have missed
And they cheered and they cheered and they cheered and they cheered
For the disappointing pancake
They cheered and they cheered and they cheered and they cheered
The disappointing pancake
The catcher tossed his pancake mitt into the sky
The wind picked up, the pancake soared four miles high
And when it finally landed, it was just in time
For a bike rider who hit a bump, his tire needed air
The pancake rolled right in and made a temporary spare
He pedaled to the bike shop where they'd get a quick repair
And they rode and they rode and they rode
And they rode on a disappointing pancake
They rode and they rode and they rode
And they rode on a disappointing pancake
It was a manhole cover in Manhattan]
A lily pad in Padua
A sombrero in some little town in Spain
A satellite in Saddle River
A knee patch in Saskatchewan
A coaster on the chilly coast of Maine
The pancake made its way around the world
Jumping in and helping where he could
Then I looked outside and saw a glow
Maybe it's the moon or just a U. F. O.?
The pancake fell down from the heavens to my bed
And landed like a pillow underneath my head
Where I dreamt sweet pancake dreams, as I slept
The pancake disappointed me at breakfast, yes, it's true
But there are many other things that this pancake can do
I'd like to think that pancakes are a bit like me and you
And we roll and we roll and we roll and we roll
Like a disappointing pancake
We roll and we roll and we roll and we roll
Like a disappointing pancake
We roll and we roll and we roll and we roll
Not so disappointing pancake
Credits
Writer(s): Michelle Lewis, Daniel Petty, Lisa Loeb
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