All in a day's work

The saluting general came by this way

Forgiving all the ink

He had his pig

He had his sway

He painted them all in pink

And nuts fell from the balding sky

Like hair down in the sink

And I asked - lord why must we die?

And he said why do you think?

I said I think the jelly

The jelly, what the hell?

I said yeah I think the Jelly

When it rolls you cannot tell

But when it rolls, you know you live

You know you don’t wanna die

So, keep them pennies falling from heaven

And in time the good saints will fly