Alistair came to stay, arrived on a holiday
Don't you know you should never play with Alistair
You're having a lovely day, when you hear your mother say
Don't you know you should never play with Alistair
He's got an overcoat, a spyglass, an old pair of shoes
He sleeps in jolly park, he walks around with nothing to do
He's not like anyone, He's not like anyone
We're having a lovely day, 'till Alistair came to stay
Don't you know you should never play with Alistair
Molly can't come to stay, 'till Alistair goes away
Don't you know you you can never stay with Alistair
He wear a pirate's hat, a dirty bag, an old pair of shoes
With a look of liberty, you must admit he's got his own style
He's not like anyone, He's not like anyone
There's something wrong inside his mind
he knows he's running out of time
Alistair came to stay, arrived on a holiday
Don't you know you should never play with Alistair
Don't you know you should never play with Alistair
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth