Bertha Come Back

[Verse 1]
Silly Bertha in the sand
Assembling jumbles spade in hand
Chandeliers in dozy haze
Indeed, but not like in two flat twelfth nights
Refreshments withing drinking range
Glasses clink like pocket change
Hazy guesswork the current craze
Indeed, but not like in size five hockey boots

[Verse 2]
Tarnished top brass in rusty phase
Come to pass too much to last
Sacred cobblers in self-service blaze
Indeed, but not wearing custom built extinguishers
Retired colonels, money suspenders
Chinese lanterns over chestnut vendors
Former firemen in auxiliary grays
Oh yeah, but don't give two or three owl-hoots

[Chorus 1]
Bertha come back, Bertha come back
I can't find my feet and my braces are slack
Bertha come back, Bertha come back
My chairs are all gone but I don't want them back no more
(ah-ah-ah come back, ah-ah-ah come back)

[Bridge]
Past chasms of crossed words in imaginary buckets
In coded italics fixation with clue
Through chambers of comics and series of operas
In aerial cupboards and saucers too

[Guitar Solo: Pekka Rechardt]

[Chorus 2]
Bertha come back, Bertha come back
I can't find my feet and my braces are slack
Bertha come back, Bertha come back
My chairs are all gone but I don't want them back no more
Bertha come back, Bertha come back
My chairs are all gone and I don't want them back no more