Bartholomew Lyrics

Frank Black

Won't you stop it with your talking?
They closed the town
Won't you let me go to sleep?

Bartholomew
I'm sorry for my squawking
Bartholomew
I'll let you go to sleep

And I will lay beside a stream
And I'll look into it
A dandelion next to me
And then I'll blow it
And watch it scatter in the breeze