Capo 4 Am Her name was Flora Spread E And she lived on Hovis Hill F Overlooking Baker Town Bb E From the window of her flower mill Am The bright lights of the city etc. woah: Am G D The same chords are used throughout almost the whole song, until the last verse. Ending: A, Dm, G A Dm And so, the very next day etc Lyrics: Her name was Flora Spread and she lived on Hovis Hill Overlooking Bakertown from the window of her flower mill The bright lights of the city fueled her longing to create With the innovative bakers with whom she knew she could relate She saw the cakes they cooked and the muffins that they made But she kept beating her bread all the while, feeling betrayed That her mother left her in this mess of yeast, flour and dough She must taste inspiration and stop chewing the bread of woe Down in baker town lived Victoria Sponge But her cakes weren't selling So she knew that it was time to take a plunge Into the new, and see things from a brand new view And yes young miss Flora I am talking to you Will you come down that hill of yours and work here in my shop You might have to bake until the ovens pop But I need your creative eye With my wisdom and your innovation Together we can bake the perfect success pie Bread! Bread!!!! After just one week in that shop, business was booming Flora's creativity blooming and the customers consuming But looming, on the horizon, lay a rising problem People couldn't stop eating, and there was nothing that could stop them What was once a people of pretty balanced diets Baker town without it's bread was revolution without riots Flora closed her shop down, but she knew it was too late And soon enough the population of the town was overweight Bread! Bread!!! And so, the very next day Flora went back to her mill and opened up her bread shop But it seemed, to flora's dismay that no one wanted her bread And she was left alone up the hill top Victoria sponge kept on baking With recipes she stole from floras notes And Flora's heart kept on breaking As the cakes continued rising, and the bread became toast