Meanwhile lurking by a stone in the mud
Two eyes looked to see what I was and
Then something spoke and this is what
It said to me
Clothes of brass and hair of brown
Seldom needs to breathe
Don't need no wings to fly
Oh a heart of stone
And a fear of fire and water
Who am I?
Clothes of brass and hair of brown
Seldom needs to breathe
Don't need no wings to fly
And a heart of stone
And a fear of fire and water
Who am I?
