The Bridge Lyrics

Who else is gonna carry you across
Who??s gonna make the delivery
And why am I always burning
You know the first bridge was a fallen tree
So go on and do likewise ladies
Cross with some confidence
You gotta sit and wait while I??m drawn
Or you gonna wind up in the drink
If the billygoat was bootsy
And the troll was Maceo
Only the godfather of soul
Can really take you to the bridge
Yeah, but you can??t throw it in
Your typewriter, hand glider, shifty mobster and amplifier
Yeah, but you can??t throw it in
Your golf clubs and bowling balls, gas heaters and bald tires
Yeah, but you can??t throw it in
Microwaves and old pill bottles, video tapes with porno on them
Yeah, but you can??t throw it in
Old birdcages and lame weed eaters, murder weapons and blown speakers
Yeah, but you can??t throw it in
Who else is gonna carry you across
Who??s gonna make the delivery
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gareth d davies