The Connells
Universal Glue
And there must be enough to prepare this table
So why am I doing rings around the room?
And a howl from the fields is enough to tell me
That I’d be wise not leaving here too soon
I can’t believe that you won’t ask me, “Am I Abel?”
I can’t believe that you’d receive me like I’m Cain
And it’s not mine to find the problems with this fable
And ’75 was no later
Than I divined the universal glue
You hold me in place, keep it all together
But now I’m stuck around with nothing much to do
I can’t believe that you won’t ask me, “Am I Abel?”
I can’t believe that you’d receive me like I’m Cain
And it’s not mine to find the problems with this fable
And if I dare to wander in your garden
I won’t be there for long
I know you think I’d better beg your pardon
I won’t go there at all
(Repeat intro)
And there must be enough to prepare this table
So why am I doing rings around the room?
I can’t believe that you won’t ask me, “Am I Abel?”
I can’t believe that you’d receive me like I’m Cain
And it’s not mine to find the problems with this fable
I can’t believe that you won’t ask me, “Am I Abel?”
I can’t believe that you’d receive me like I’m Cain
And it’s not mine to find the problems with this fable