T. Rex — The Friends

O Satyr come And suck my thumb 'cos you're a little fawn And you need me On hoofy feet Through the windy wheat 'cos you're a little fawn And I'll feed thee Down the delly way With your belly grey I've some fruit and nuts And a reed O And I'll skip with you In the midnight blue And carve fluting pipes For you to play on In the deeply dark When the wolves loom large I've a snuggly nook 'neath the meadow Where you'll sleep and be Curled and friends with me Through the evil night Till starling morning