Adoration of the CityAdoration of the city
Adoration of the town
With the gardens at the centre
Where the penguins stroll around
Adoration
Adoration of the city
AquariumIn the aquarium
You stroked a greasy ray
Just at the end of day
Way down in Monterey
In the aquarium
The fish went through the trees
The planes went through the seas
Autumn Is Your Last ChanceI walk through the heather
Underneath the sky
The leaves have never looked as good
As now they're going to die
But I know why
I smile in the heather
Where we used to stroll
The dew on the cobwebs
Be StillI wonder what's she's thinking
As she's sitting next to me
Although her eyes are open
And she's staring at the sea
She's lost in contemplation
As her hair hangs to the ground
I wonder, is she praying, is she making any sound?
Be still
Beautiful girlI'm in love with a beautiful girl
Yes, I'm in love with a beautiful girl
Well I thought I knew all about everything
But I'm in love with a beautiful girl
And she's staring through a crack in the sky
Yes, she's staring through a crack in the sky
Well I thought I knew all about everything
BirdsheadBirdshead
Grow on my shoulder
And when I'm older
Wither and die
Birdshead
On the horizon
I've got my eyes on
Captain DryWave on board for Captain Dry
His arms are full of emptiness and loss
Get on board with Captain Dry
He may be brittle, but he's sure got class
I got some money but I lost it in the spring
A rich man is more venomous than acid
I got some money but it wasn't worth a thing
Cynthia MaskNapoleon
Wore a black hat
Ate lots of chicken
And conquered half Europe
Napoleon
Was caught by the British
Imprisoned on Elba
He died on the phone
Falling LeavesIt's not the wind that blows me in,
I've been blown away once before.
It's not the rain that brings the pain,
I don't feel pain anymore.
If I had seen it coming,
Then I'd have done something,
But hear the branches in the wind.
All I can give you are the falling leaves.
Flesh CartoonsLinda Ryan
In the sky
I've seen her laughing
But I've never seen her cry
She took a fireman
It was a half empty flight
He brought his hose and
Furry Green Atom BowlFurry green eye
In a furry green hole
It's a furry green atom bowl
Furry green eye
In a furry green bowl
It's a furry green atom bowl
Spread-dud-dust, spread-dud-dust
Spread-dud-dust in a reaching way
I Often Dream Of TrainsI often dream of trains when I'm alone
I ride on them into another zone
I dream of them constantly
Heading for paradise
Or Basingstoke
Or Reading
I often dream of trains when I'm awake
They ride along beside a frozen lake
I Saw Nick DrakeI saw Nick Drake
At the corner of time and motion
I caught his eye and he caught mine
I said, "You're tall,"
He said, "No taller than tomorrow's oceans"
I saw Nick Drake
And he was fine
i used to say i love youI used to say I love you
It wasn't really true
I wanted to believe it
And now I almost do
I used to say I love you
I said it as a threat
Or maybe as a promise
To see what I could get
Insect MotherLift up your candle dress
Unweave your nylon spine
In velvet and in onions
You will soon be mine
I am your humble servant
Madam as you see
Tonight I am determined
Queen ElvisPeople get what they deserve
Time is round and space is curved
Honey, have you got the nerve
To be Queen Elvis?
See that man who mows his lawn
He'll hang in drag before the dawn
Some are made and some are born
Sinister but she was happyShe was sinister but she was happy
Basically she was the Jeanne Moreau type
Sinister but she was happy
Sinister but she was always pleased to see you
And her living words
Were her dying words
She said "Yeah."
She was sinister but she was happy
SurgeryYou'll never have the damn thing out
Or meet the pope and kiss his neck
And like him more than you expect
And in my mind the color red
Is writ in blood above your head
Tonight -- when the time is right
The Shuffle ManI sit out the window i sit out the law
I'm gonna see what the Shuffle Man saw
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!
Stags are lit by gaslight
Stars are lit by jazz
I wanna have what the Shuffle Man has
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!
Trams Of Old London Trams of old London
Taking my baby into the past in it
Trams of old London blow my mind
Ludgate, Fenchurch, Highgate Hill
Rolling slowly up there still, uh-huh
Waterloo and Clerkenwell
Out to Aldgate East as well, uh-huh
On a clear night you can see
TrashSo you're photographed with Charlie Watts
It doesn't mean to say you're not
Just a loser
And you wish you could be Brian Jones
But now he's just a heap of bones
That's one better than you, you're a loser
Uncorrected Personality TraitsUncorrected personality traits
That seem whimsical in a child
May prove to be ugly in
A fully grown adult
Lack of involvement with the father
Or over-involvement with the mother
Can result in lack of ability
Winter Love It's the darkest time of year
Crystal branches everywhere
As the colors drain away
You alone are far away
Leaves of frost upon the trees
Lovers falling on their knees
Curtains parting in the night