In the cool shade of the banana On the trail toward the balcony A child of the century A dried up Goliath and a named Fee
Far away in another A fading named Milly Grace A gospel singer pocks on her face And a bamboo cane to help her keep the
Fee was a prodigy past the age of maturity Someday he knew it set him free Like it did for Floyd the
Oh, Fee, trying to live a life That's free. You're racing with the wind, you're with death So have a cup of coffee and your breath
Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a completely free. You're with the wind, you're flirting with death So have a cup of and catch your breath
Fee met Milly in a bar in Peru His heart was jumping like a Like a beast in a cage in an old zoo It was hopping and thumping in shoes
But Floyd was and alone He wanted for his own A desperate craving in his "Their love", he said, "I not condone"
Then one day on a to Quebec Floyd found Milly on a trek He up a bottle and broke off the neck It sliced the air, and Fee hit the deck
Oh, Fee, trying to live a life completely free You want to stay with Milly you're dead But you just got a bottle upside head
Oh, Fee, you're to live a life completely free You want to stay with Milly until dead But you just got a bottle your head
Milly and began to scream at Floyd She said, "You you're pretty mean" And though she was as thin as a small string She him in the face with a nectarine
Floyd back over the edge of the ship Till he hung from the by his fingertip said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip With this tiny piece of I can make you slip"
So Milly took that paper and did the hit the water with astonishing speed And as the sharks circled and to feed Milly knew her weasel was finally
Oh, Fee, trying to live a life That's completely Floyd is dead, he's nothing but a 'Cause Milly that paper and sliced him on the nipple
Oh, Fee, you're trying to a life completely free Floyd is dead, he's but a ripple 'Cause Milly took that paper and him on the nipple
Oh, Fee, trying to live a life completely free. You're with the wind, you're flirting with death So have a cup of coffee and catch breath
Oh, Fee, you're trying to a life completely free. You're racing with the wind, you're flirting death So have a cup of and catch your breath