Phil Fox

Phil Fox

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Pop - Rock | Myrtle BEach, South Carolina, United States
Total Song Plays: 68   
Member Since: 2004
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Song Description

This is a little fanasy a' la "Through The Looking-Glass". (I always dug Alice when I was growing up).

Story Behind the Song

All of these things are actually in my house, (more or less).

Lyrics

I've got the lemons for your tea, down at my treehouse by the sea
I'm thinking Sunday if it's dry, maybe you could come on by

There'll be a flight of stairs to climb
(I live up here among the vines)
You'll have the lizards for your guides
And there's something more besides ......

I've got a ceiling fan that drives
A big propeller through the skies
And when I turn the motors high
Across the waves we'll fly

I've got a polar bear who talks
In my refridgerator box
And when the market's in dispair
I hear him celebrate in there

About the jungle in my den
The local leopard is my friend
And though she only wants to play
I get nervous anyway

I've got a ceiling fan that drives
A big propeller through the skies
And when I turn the motors high
Across the waves we'll fly

Check out the dolphins in my bath
I don't do anything by half
I've got a homing pigeon phone
Like I'm ever even home

I've got the lemons for your tea, down at my treehouse by the sea
And maybe Sunday if you're free, you can keep me company

Song Length
2:54
Genres
Rock - General, Rock - Modern
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal


Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Philip James Fox
Music Credits Philip James Fox
Producer Credits Brian McKenzie
Publisher Credits Philip James Fox
Performance Credits Wicked Gift