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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natalie Merchant
Vocals
Michael Leech
Bass
Gene Chrisman
Drums
Reggie Young
Guitar
Bobby Wood
Piano
Bobby Emmons
Hammond Organ
James Spake
Saxophone
Jack Hale
Trombone
Wayne Jackson
Trumpet
B.R. Wood
Wurlitzer Piano
Jim Spaker
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Natalie Merchant
Composer
Jim Spaker
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Natalie Merchant
Producer
Nick Brophy
Additional Engineer
Adam Deane
Assistant Engineer
Angie Teo
Assistant Engineer
Derik Lee
Assistant Engineer
Peter Wolford
Assistant Engineer
Rick Kwan
Assistant Engineer
Brian Thorn
Mixing Engineer
Eli Walker
Mixing Engineer
Kabir Hermon
Mixing Engineer
Dustin Wicksell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Robert C. Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Steve Rosenthal
Mixing Engineer
Andres Levin
Producer
Nick Wollage
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Griselda is greedy, I'm sorry to say.
She isn't contented with four meals a day,
Like breakfast and dinner and supper and tea
(I've had to put tea after supper-you see
Why, don't you?)
Griselda is greedy as greedy can be.
She snoops about the larder
For sundry small supplies,
She breaks the little crusty bits
Off rims of apple pies,
She pokes the roast-potato-dish
When Sunday dinner's done,
And if there are two left in it
Griselda snitches one;
Cold chicken and cold cauliflower
She pulls in little chunks-
And when Cook calls:
"What are you doing there?"
Griselda bunks.
Griselda is greedy. Well, that's how she feels,
She simply can't help eating in-between meals,
And always forgets what it's leading to, though
The Doctor has frequently told her: "You know
Why, don't you?"
When the stomach-ache starts and Griselda says:
"Oh!"
She slips down to the dining-room
When everyone's in bed,
For cheese-rind on the supper-tray,
And buttered crusts of bread,
A biscuit from the biscuit-box,
Lump sugar from the bowl,
A gherkin from the pickle-jar,
Are all Griselda's toll;
She tastes the salted almonds,
And she tries the candied fruits-
And when Dad shouts:
"Who is it down below?"
Griselda scoots.
Griselda is greedy. Her relatives scold,
And tell her how sorry she'll be when she's old,
She will lose her complexion, she's sure to grow fat,
She will spoil her inside-does she know what she's at?-
(Why do they?)
Some people are greedy. Leave it at that.
Writer(s): Natalie Merchant
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