close every door to me

Joseph 

ques out the door id see,
bread fresh and cakes fancy
faces reflecting on icing so white 
and icing so white
family abandon me,
jamie laid hands on me
if stein had his way he 
would saute my pike!

If my baking was rubbish I
Would doubt every cake and pie
But I know my pastries
are loved in this world 

ques out the door id see,
bread fresh and cakes fancy
deliveroo
want the rights to my scones
for i know i wont stop
till i have my own shop
For I have been promised
A bakers of my own 

Children 

ques out the door id see,
bread fresh and cakes fancy
faces through windows
and icing so white
Joseph 

Just give me a number
Instead of my name
Forget all about me
And let me decay
I do not matter,
I'm only one person
Destroy me completely
Then throw me away 
If my baking was rubbish I
Would doubt every cake and pie
But I know my pastries
are loved in this world 

Joseph, Ensemble & Children 

ques out the door id see,
bread fresh and cakes fancy
deliveroo
want the rights to my scones
for i know i wont stop
till i have my own shop
For I have been promised
A bakers of my own 
Last Update: June, 10th 2013

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