No More Kings - Knikkerbakker lyrics

If I had the means I mean the means you need my darling, We could abscond away so gaily on my pennyfarthing In my arms you’d be, cause there’s no second seat An acrobatic feat, a challenge I would gladly meet for you It’s clear, there’s no veneer, I’m merely just a poor new yorker And I got nothing here to offer to a knikkerbakker All in all What you get is what you see, All I have to offer you is me Strolling past the barbershop, I gander at the sign atop A couple dancing red and white, A swirling peppermint in flight Delightful contraries, a sweet confectionary A better flavor we could find if I was intertwined with you It’s clear, there’s no veneer, I’m merely just a poor new yorker And I got nothing here to offer to a knikkerbakker All in all What you get is what you see, All I have to offer you is me