"None Of The Above - Tomatoe Potatoe - Spring" - Tony Ketz/Mike/Tony Mason (1992)
From the album "Tomatoe Potatoe"

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Spring, the sweet spring

Yo Chuck man, yo man check this out this just ain't cuttin it man. 
You ready for this? Watch this one. 
Yo Mike stop looking and play. 
Yo, yo wake up Mike, I ain't getting nothing in my ears man, 
Now check this out, play it one more time. 
Yo man this one's about spring

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then the maids dance in a ring,
as The Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing

The palm and may make country houses gay,
as the Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear the birds tune this merry lay:

spring
Yo man I'm talking about spring man. 
Yo man check this out

The fields as they breathe sweet, as the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then the maids dance in a ring,
as The Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing

Spring man now check this out
I'm talking about spring

Mike why don't you show me something, what about now? Y

Yo boy now check this out, this is Robert Hack, 1591 to 1674, it's called Cherry Ripe.
It's short but sweet man, you know what I mean? 
CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come and buy.
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer: There!
Where my Julia's lips do smile;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.
CHERRIES
Yo man you know where they're buried


Now here's a child's grace man
Here a little child I stand,
Heaving up my either hand;
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up you man to Thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat, and on us all. 

And the last word of this thing, yo man, is amen. 

Yo man, it's kind of not like that bullshit religious thing but, it's jjust like falls at the end of the song man. 

And that's about it, now check this out: WORD TO YOUR MOTHER 

Yo vanilla ice, yo check me out. 

And we done.