Accident At A Harvest Festival - Matt Berry

Don’t make me feel bad cause I know

It’s too much to take in one go

But there’s something that you should all know

Now tell all these young folks to go

I gave him my gun just to try

But it went off right in his eye

And his brains hit and bounced off my shed

So it’s safe to assume that he’s dead

Oh, my life is a festival

She’s been so kind to me

And I know these people

And they never would spit in my eye

Don’t make me feel sad cause I know

My news must’ve come as some blow

And losing a man is quite low

I’m off now, so mind how you go

When I think of the harvest we’ve had

And, praise God, I should be quite glad

Oh, On Earth, our blood turns to dirt

Most of his covered my shirt

Oh, my life is a festival

And I know it’s because

And they’re all straight and plain

And they never would spit in my eye

Oh, my life is a tapestry

Just plain honest folk

And they never would do

No not anything bad in their lives