Ginger Cake - Blast Furnace

I get around by counting

And listening to sounds

It’s getting quite a habit

It sometimes gets me down

But there’s nothing like a piece of ginger cake

(It sometimes gets me down)

I’ve cut it up in pieces

And asked for it by name

I’ve kept a piece till later

It always tastes the same

But I’ve never seen a piece of ginger cake

(It always tastes the same)

I’ve saved a piece for Sunday

A long long time to wait

Wrapped it up in silver paper

See the trouble I take

But it’s worth it for a piece of ginger cake

(See the trouble I take)

The reason for my blindness

Is not so plain to see

I’ve tried to find an answer

It’s all the same to me

I’d rather have a piece of ginger cake