Is Mr. Peters Coming Songtext
von The Third Rail

Mr. Hennessey was out
And Belle was off the hook
The rib and I laugh
While the downy duck shook

Every single spring rose
In the lovely flower bed
The chanticleer was coy
And the pygmy owl said

Onward, onward, black brigade

Is Mr. Peters coming, oh?
Is Mr. Peters coming, oh
Yeah
Yeah


I whispered to the mountaintops
And hear the echo down below
Watch a farmer sowing seeds
Hope the flower doesn′t grow

Onward, onward, black brigade
A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, all right

Like Icarus of old
We're flying on wings of wax
Tumble from the sky
And land upon our backs

Onward, onward, black brigade, yeah

Is Mr. Peters coming, oh yeah
Is Mr. Peters coming, oh
A-come on, a-come on, a-come on

Is Mr. Peters coming, oh yeah
Is Mr. Peters coming, oh
A-coming on, coming on, coming on