Fire In The Head -

Fire in the head… I'm a flame in motion

Fire in the head… I'm a sword that’s sharp

Fire in the head… I'm a drop in the ocean

A shield in battle and a string in a harp

Fire in the head… I'm an eagle soaring

Fire in the head… I'm a spoken word

Fire in the head… I'm a torrent pouring

A grain of wheat and a cauldron stirred

Fire in the head!

Wee Jack’s rhymes are sly and hinting

Wrapped in bull skin banging a drum

Wee Jack’s looking, one-eyed squinting

Hoppin' on one leg, sucking his thumb

The black sow’s chasin' me round the oak tree

Humming a tune that I must learn

The black sow’s call to feast awoke me

But oh her cauldron spits and burns

Mad May shakes her bells to ringing

Rides through the door and disappears

Mad May’s laughing, asking, singing

Does anyone have ears that hear?

The raven sat in a creek and pondered

Why the alder tree is strong

The raven’s head flew off wnd wandered

Singing stories and telling songs