bought myself a liarbird Things got more and more absurd It changed to a cuckoo And expanded filling up with all I gave I bought myself a big mistake
Do something for me, boys If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
Red brick dream, windows scream As the rusting North Star shines above And drops its iron beams Crashing down upon the roofs of Swindon Town I heard
Hot as golden sand in fields We whiled away the hours I'm thinking of the days we had Enormous super powers Yes, I'm sleeping, my mind's on the blink
Blue overall Overall the rooftop's blue birds fly apart Blue overall Overall the bones that cage this stupid heart Got blues drawing crosses on my front
Reign of blows, reign of blows Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders Far too many men dressed up as soldier The lamb is brought to the ground
Me train running low on soul coal They push pull tactics are driving me loco They shouldn't do that, no, no, no They shouldn't do that Me train running
It's raining on the beach She inches close but out of reach The waves look painted on Seagulls screaming The sea is warship gray It whispers, "Fool"
Smalltown, snoring under blankets Woken by the clank It's just the milkman's dawn round Smalltown, hiding undercovers The lodgers and the lovers Are
Ah well, that's this world over Ah well, next one begins Will you smile like any mother As you bathe your brand new twins? Will you sing about the missiles
Mother's in the kitchen steaming up the window panes Smell of boiling cabbage comes up from an open drain But no amount of scrubbing could ever shift
What was I supposed to do? I turned around with the world and she simply was there My blood ran like ice right through She had your face and your lips
Here he come again Dress in all that skin Like he was still human being Look at he long ears And he big brown eyes And with them truth he is seeing
You put your cleanest dirty shirt on Then you stagger down to meet the dawn You take a ride upon a bus, it's just a fuss You know it keeps you born You
: Smalltown, snoring under blankets Woken by the clank It's just the milkman's dawn round Smalltown, hiding undercovers The lodgers and the lovers Are
: Do something for me, boys If I should die at sea, boys Write a little note, boys Set it off afloat, saying Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty
: Hot as golden sand in fields We whiled away the hours I'm thinking of the days we had Enormous super powers Yes I'm sleeping, my mind's on the blink
I bought myself a liarbird Things got more and more absurd It changed to a cuckoo And expanded filling up with all I gave I bought myself a big mistake
