作詞Richard Coughlan, Pye Hastings, David Sinclair, Richard Sinclair
作曲Richard Coughlan, Pye Hastings, David Sinclair, Richard Sinclair
Knees on legs, toes on feet, hair on chest, itchy vest
Woolly pants, nylon socks,
leather boots smash down the grass
Oh, grandma's lawn has just been mown
Ten feet tall, overgrown with weeds

Cold blue light, warm red light, blue-green grass,
jangling glass
These things I bough, Comisio sauce, Lima rice
Water cress and Misco soup,
so spare a thought for Albert Gott

Coloured lights, see-through tights, moist-wet lips,
heavy hips
Silvery sheets, crumbling thoughts, parting legs,
curried eggs
The meal we had was very bad,
too much Yin and not enough Yang

Lost my plec, bloody heck, who's got my plec,
break his neck
The rent's due, feeling blue, got no bread, so in the street
We all will meet with nothing to do
No place to eat, nowhere to glue dolly friends

To my surprise, in a teardrop reflected, a scene there is you
Surrounded by vast carpet of bell-blue, there is me too


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