Paroles de Song of a Baker

From 'Ogdens Nut Gone Flake' There's wheat in the field And water in the stream And salt in the mine And an aching in me. I can longer stand and wonder Cos I'm driven by this hunger. So I'll jug some water, bake some flour, Store some salt and wait the hour. When thinking of love, Love is thinking for me And the baker will come And the baker I'll be I'm depending on my labour, The texture and the flavour Hey! I can no longer stand and wonder Cos I'm driven by this hunger So I'll jug some water, bake some flour. Store some salt and wait the hour.