David Keenan - Lawrence of Arcadia lyrics
[David Keenan - Lawrence of Arcadia lyrics]
I have just realised my mind has been asleep
My past lives in a mausoleum
I sell postcards of Spain outside the GPO
To remind us of sunlight in winter
It's a thankless job but
Poetic tendencies just
Will not pay in my mind
On these scorched streets, I praise the
Gods, I open my mouth
And see what heaven sends
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate me now
And if I lean towards the trigger you say
"You can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
I am Lawrence of Arcadia
Who exactly are you anyway
You're looking at the last known bar stool
Prophet to retire early from the trade
I'm going fishing for pearls of wisdom
I'll be dancing through the pissing rain
You're welcome to join me
Young annoyance for I
Find you quite amusing all the same
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate us now
And if I lean towards the trigger you say
"You can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
I must consult Christie who's
Selling bin tags
From his liberated bicycle of gold
Oh if there is answers to be sought out
Sure it's him that knows
All that's being told
Or the eat your dinners of my
Shoes barber outside his hungry door
And well I know I'm taking notes but tell me
Who it is that's keeping score
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate us now
And should my words flow like the river
You say "Oh he can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no
My past lives in a mausoleum
I sell postcards of Spain outside the GPO
To remind us of sunlight in winter
It's a thankless job but
Poetic tendencies just
Will not pay in my mind
On these scorched streets, I praise the
Gods, I open my mouth
And see what heaven sends
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate me now
And if I lean towards the trigger you say
"You can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
I am Lawrence of Arcadia
Who exactly are you anyway
You're looking at the last known bar stool
Prophet to retire early from the trade
I'm going fishing for pearls of wisdom
I'll be dancing through the pissing rain
You're welcome to join me
Young annoyance for I
Find you quite amusing all the same
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate us now
And if I lean towards the trigger you say
"You can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
I must consult Christie who's
Selling bin tags
From his liberated bicycle of gold
Oh if there is answers to be sought out
Sure it's him that knows
All that's being told
Or the eat your dinners of my
Shoes barber outside his hungry door
And well I know I'm taking notes but tell me
Who it is that's keeping score
I am calling all the bards in
To illuminate us now
And should my words flow like the river
You say "Oh he can't kid a kidder, no"
No you can't kid a kidder, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no, no
No you can't kid a kidder, no