Roaring Jack - Child's Play lyrics

Hark, Hark, the dogs bark The beggars are coming to town Some in rags and some in tags And some in silken gowns The rich they hoard the riches They tie us up in stitches In oils and coal, in blood and gold They paint their pretty pictures Whackfola tooralydo Whackfola tooraiay Whackfola tooralydo It's child play Buiki and Bil in search of water from the hill They fell into a broken moon They're lying up there still Some will take the white bread Some will take the brown Some burn up on a candle flame And fall upon the ground Make me sour, make me sweet Watch me beg out in the street Play for money, play for fun Jump before the starving gun