David Sylvian - The Rabbit Skinner lyrics
[David Sylvian - The Rabbit Skinner lyrics]
With no common sense
And no easy resting place
Only lichen on beeches oil on gun barrel
And the hard taste of pennies
A gardener’s folly
Stands as proud as you please
The lungs won't fill, the heart won't start
Landlocked child of the seas
And he alone is a man without qualities
Combed his body for disorders
But the disease lived on in far off quarters
As a God everything was filled to excess
As a man he settled for less
Here lies the rabbit skinner
God love the rabbit skinner
A life without purchase no story to tell
And three little bitches fight where he fell
Foxes, foxes, give her a sign
Enter the little girl and
Show her what's mine
Play hard and fast with the
Rules if you please
Here lies a man without qualities