Brian Eno - Back In Judy's Jungle lyrics
[Brian Eno - Back In Judy's Jungle lyrics]
These are your orders
Seems like it's do it or die
So please read them closely
When you've learnt them be sure
That you eat them up
They're specially flavoured with burgundy
Tizer and rye
Twelve sheets of foolscap, don't ask me why
We hit the jungle just as
It starts to monsoon
Our maps showed no rainfall
All the boys were depressed
By this circumstance trust in the weather to
Bless agricultural man
Who gives birth to more farmhands
Don't ask me why
Fifteen was chosen because he was dumb
Seven because he was blind
I got the job because I was so mean
While somehow appearing so kind
Drifting about through the cauliflower trees
With a cauliflower ear for the birds
The Squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back at headquarters khaki decisions are made
File under 'Futile'
That should give you it's
Main point of reference
It's all so confusing
What with pythons and then deadly flies
But to them it's a picnic, don't ask me why
Thirteen was chosen because of his luck
Eleven because of his feet
One got signed up for exceptional pluck
Another because he was mute
Roaming about through the gelatin swamps
With a gelatin eye on the stripes
The Squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back in Blighty there was you
There were milkmen every morning but
Fuck these endless shiny trees
Never used to be that way
Seems like it's do it or die
So please read them closely
When you've learnt them be sure
That you eat them up
They're specially flavoured with burgundy
Tizer and rye
Twelve sheets of foolscap, don't ask me why
We hit the jungle just as
It starts to monsoon
Our maps showed no rainfall
All the boys were depressed
By this circumstance trust in the weather to
Bless agricultural man
Who gives birth to more farmhands
Don't ask me why
Fifteen was chosen because he was dumb
Seven because he was blind
I got the job because I was so mean
While somehow appearing so kind
Drifting about through the cauliflower trees
With a cauliflower ear for the birds
The Squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back at headquarters khaki decisions are made
File under 'Futile'
That should give you it's
Main point of reference
It's all so confusing
What with pythons and then deadly flies
But to them it's a picnic, don't ask me why
Thirteen was chosen because of his luck
Eleven because of his feet
One got signed up for exceptional pluck
Another because he was mute
Roaming about through the gelatin swamps
With a gelatin eye on the stripes
The Squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back in Blighty there was you
There were milkmen every morning but
Fuck these endless shiny trees
Never used to be that way