Mr. Flutter by Terry Scott Taylor

Glimpses Of Grace - The Best Of Terry Scott Taylor by Terry Scott Taylor

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Mr. Flutter
by Terry Scott Taylor

Album: Glimpses Of Grace - The Best Of Terry Scott Taylor

Well, I'm in a mess and I need a friend,
I've been thinking 'bout success and how the story might end,
But with friends like these who needs enemies?
They've been lurking around, I see them coming down.

And here comes Mr. Flutter,
He and Mrs. Dread, well, they love each other,
Gonna build a haunted house, be my father and mother,
They're tying the knot in the middle of my gut,
And they both want kids, so there's one in the oven,
They've picked out a name; he's called Little Nothing,
I bet he was born to be my kissing cousin,
He's pulling the chain in the middle of my brain.

It's time to write a song, but I don't have the words,
And the kids need a doctor, but I'm not insured,
And my wife she looks pale, she got the cheque in the mail, and it's not the amount we were thinking about.

And here comes Mr. Flutter,
He and Mrs. Dread, well, they love each other,
Gonna build a haunted house, be my father and mother,
They're tying the knot in the middle of my gut,
And they both want kids, so there's one in the oven,
They've picked out a name; he's called Little Nothing,
I bet he was born to be my kissing cousin,
He's pulling the chain in the middle of my brain.

I got a friend on high and he feels my pain, but I've still got this dust flowing through my veins,
And I wanna have faith, and I wanna know grace...but it's hard to break through when the rent's overdue.

And here comes Mr. Flutter,
He and Mrs. Dread, well, they love each other,
Gonna build a haunted house, be my father and mother,
They're tying the knot in the middle of my gut,
And they both want kids, so there's one in the oven,
They've picked out a name; he's called Little Nothing,
I bet he was born to be my kissing cousin,
He's pulling a chain in the middle of my brain.

And here comes Mr. Flutter,
Ah, ah.

Here comes Mr. Flutter,
He and Mrs. Dread, they love each other,
They had a ball, here they come again.