A link to this Blog was sent to me by the excellent and efficient Helen Johnstone.plain back in August and I lost it. Sorry.
The author, a Mr Ben Griffiths, has – inspired by a camping trip – written biscuit based singalong lyrics to various songs. I reproduce the first part of his version of American Pie as a taster. The original is here with more Biscuit based songs. Sadly, it never seems to have got much further than this one page written in 2005.
A long, long time ago I can still remember how those biscuits used to make me smile
and I knew if I had my chance that I could make those biscuits and maybe I’d be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver with every biscuit they delivered, good news on the door step, I could always take one more step,
I can’t remember if I cried when I read about Baker who died but something touched me deep inside, the day, the Biscuit maker died, died.
Bye, bye Biscuit maker guy,
made his biscuits kinda heavy and they always was high
an them good ol’ boys were eating biscuits of rye singin if this’ll be the day that they’re dry, then this’ll be the day that I’ll die.
Did you write the recipe of love and do you have faith in God above,
to bake them biscuits so,
and do you believe in biscuits n’ rolls, can they save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to bake em real slow?
Well I know that you’re in love with him cuz I saw you bakin them with him, you both threw off your shoes and I love those biscuits and blues.
I was a lonely teenage cookin punk with a white apron and a pick up truck but I knew I was out of luck, the day, the biscuit maker, died. I started singin…