The rusty wheel.
The garden spring.
The rotting sleepers.
The Woolsey decay’s.
Black bin liners
Of beetles and earwig’s.
There is empty sky.
There is empty land.
Rain has made it wet
Like a Hippos paddling pool.

The houses of the soft.
The sheds of the holy.
The pylons over head.
Drip like honeydew.
The ants scuttle in circles.
Rectangles and oblongs.
There is empty sky.
There is empty land.
Rain has made it wet.
Like a Hippos paddling pool.

The highway mice chortle.
The highway mice skree.
They live on corn
Millet and bread.
See them climb
Like gymnastic geese.
There is empty sky.
There is empty land.
Rain has made it wet.
Like a Hippos paddling pool.


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Hippo's Paddling Pool song meanings
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