Bedlam Boys / The Rights of Man -- Old Blind Dogs

I do not own, I swears it; this brilliant song belongs to the bloody brilliant musicians of "Old Blind Dogs" ((not the proper album cover for the particular song but this one is me favorite o' theirs)) ----- Lyrics ----- To see Mad Tom of Bedlam Ten thousand miles I traveled Maudlin goes on dirty toes For to save her shoes from gravel ~ Chorus (after each verse): Yet will I sing, bonney boys, bonney mad boys Bedlam boys are bonney For they all go bare and they live in the air And they want no drink nor money I went to Pluto's kitchen To break my fast one morning It's there I got souls piping hot That on the spit were turning ~ My staff has murdered giants My pack the long knife carries To cut mince pies from children's thighs With which to feed the fairies ~ His spirit hot as lightning Did on the journey guide me The sun did shake, the pale moon quaked Whene'er they did espy me ~ No gypsy, slut nor doxy Shall take me Mad Tom from me I'll dance all night and with stars fight But the fray, it shall become me ~ To see Mad Tom of Bedlam Ten thousand miles I traveled Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes For to save her shoes from gravel ~