Clam Song

Two weeks ago I met a clam

Out of breath in South Wales sands

And its home that was its shell

Seemed tired and broken

So I placed him underneath my wing

[And we flew far down    let me go without the catch

As my fly for the weekend ?]

I asked him how he got his cuts

His face so sad so sad because

He said that he'd been struck

By dangerous bouts of acid

He was made to leave his family

And the life he loved so dearly

Until he found himself all washed up and here with me

So two months passed by in a breeze

And we used the land for clam to ease

His way back to full strength

And a razor sharp recovery

We used the wool of a prize lamb

We used the moss to cover grass

We used everything we can, we can lay our hands on

Oh clam, though fixed

Still seemed sad

And said he wanted to go back

And with that we both made a pact

For California

Cos I said I'd been lonely for some time

And I placed him in my cheeks

And we set fly that very night

To over the Pacific ocean

We sailed over open seas

Confused the hell out of the sea police

The fishes and the people on the oil rigs

Cos they said they'd never seen a thing

Two little creatures both with grins

And the rain,and the pouring rain

And the storms and gales and winds

But they both had a purpose

They both had somewhere to go

Somewhere they could both, they could both call home

So, bruised and in need of a feed

They landed north of [?] bridge

And clam, he said to me

"Welcome to California" (x5)