Robyn Hitchcock - Vegetable Friend lyrics

Where two spiders wander In and out of thunder I will sit and wonder with my vegetable friend Where two lions water After casual slaughter I will kiss the daughter of my vegetable friend Where the fire's glistening Nobody is listening I will do the christening of my vegetable friend It's raining in Europe But I've got no proof I've got the semolina blues Where two legs are boiling They will not need oiling I'm forever toiling with my vegetable friend Under dirty sacking Somebody is cracking Nobody is lacking like my vegetable friend