Soft-Hearted Hana

Song ratings

Rating	Comments	Author	Date
		Bobber	April 11, 2012
		Daniel Boneschansker	October 19, 2008
	Very occasionally, George will do one of these humorous "I've been naughty" stories ("Simply Shady" or "P2 Vatican Blues") and this one is perhaps his finest. I wonder how many people who purchased this album in cassette-tape form hurriedly ejected the tape from their machine during the crazily distorted fadeout, thinking that their tape was being eaten.	Bruce Beatlefan	May 22, 2006

Lyrics

I ate it and at once my eyes could see you
No sooner had I ooped it down
I felt so far off from the ground I stood on.

My legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings
My head was high up in the sky
My skin the sun began to fry like bacon.

And then somebody old appeared and asked had I come far . . .
And hadn't they just seen me up on Haleakala . . .
I kept on body surfing to pretend I hadn't heard
There was someone there beside me, swimming like Richard III
And I'm still smiling

Seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools . . .
Lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules . . .
You'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row . . .
If it wasn't for my sunstroke I would take you on right now . . .
And I'm still smiling.

I fell in love with my Soft-Hearted Hana
She entered right in through my heart
And now although we're miles apart
I still feel her.

She lives beneath the crater in the meadow
She moves among the fruit and grain
You can meet her after heavy rain has fallen.

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