Bread and the Man - Polysemous Love Song

My boat is in the grass, do you think I'm talking common?
If the gasman could have come, I don't believe that you would stop him
You can bring your sister too, it's an old ambition
Add two brothers if you like we could hold a competition

Do you read my writing, from the bottom to the top?
If I start in upper case and then finish in joined up
Do you know my secret, 'cause I sign with lines and dots?
Should I leave myself a footnote? Do you think I'll lose the plot?

Fetch my hammer, fix the posts
I'll stretch this net across this
Playing field

Do you get my meaning? Is there something to decrypt?
Narcissistic in the whole, part and parcel of the script
Polysemous love song, it's the usual tradition
See if anybody bites, we could hold a competition

Written by:
Luis Sanchez

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