Dizraeli, The Small Gods - Moving in the Dark lyrics
[Dizraeli, The Small Gods - Moving in the Dark lyrics]
The kiddie to your left
Wishes he wasn't white
And he's very jealous of the
Kiddie to your right
Who wishes he wasn't brown
And fishes for applause
Cracking witticisms, splitting metaphors
For that girl Alice, leggy clever-clogs
Who's a bit embarrassed that her
Voice is very posh
So she tones it down, makes it proper street
But pa would be shocked that she
Drops T's, drops E's
Drop comes and they jiggle like a loon
Shaking out shapes to the wiggle of the tune
What a pic-a-nic of humans, spillikin-y mess
Kiddie to your right, kiddie to your left
Pick a thread, pick a spindly
Spillikin and guess what heart is it that is
Sitting in his chest?
Pick one, Mr Architect, disregard the rest
Ask your questions, try cast your net
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me
You've never known anything half as deep
As the place Mark harbours secrets
Sitting in the bath he feeds
Hemp seeds to his penis
And calls it 'Big Bad Keith', and that's deep
But still isn't as weird as
The dreams Lizzy has
About the valley of the broad green lily pads
And the sugar trees grown in piggy carcasses
Rotting udders milked by the midget gardeners
With dartboards for eyes and birds on leashes
The gardeners will die if the birdsong ceases
And that's deep
But no deeper that the pit he's stuck in
And the fact he's busy
Fucking Lizzie's husband
And that's why he holds Lizzie's hand tightly
Turn our insides out, we are unsightly
So don't claim lofty morals, Mr Mighty
The only gods 'round here sit beside me
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me
Perhaps that's why he holds
Lizzie's hand tightly
Turn our insides out, we are unsightly
So don't claim lofty morals, Mr Mighty
The only gods 'round here sit beside me
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark? Come on
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me
Wishes he wasn't white
And he's very jealous of the
Kiddie to your right
Who wishes he wasn't brown
And fishes for applause
Cracking witticisms, splitting metaphors
For that girl Alice, leggy clever-clogs
Who's a bit embarrassed that her
Voice is very posh
So she tones it down, makes it proper street
But pa would be shocked that she
Drops T's, drops E's
Drop comes and they jiggle like a loon
Shaking out shapes to the wiggle of the tune
What a pic-a-nic of humans, spillikin-y mess
Kiddie to your right, kiddie to your left
Pick a thread, pick a spindly
Spillikin and guess what heart is it that is
Sitting in his chest?
Pick one, Mr Architect, disregard the rest
Ask your questions, try cast your net
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me
You've never known anything half as deep
As the place Mark harbours secrets
Sitting in the bath he feeds
Hemp seeds to his penis
And calls it 'Big Bad Keith', and that's deep
But still isn't as weird as
The dreams Lizzy has
About the valley of the broad green lily pads
And the sugar trees grown in piggy carcasses
Rotting udders milked by the midget gardeners
With dartboards for eyes and birds on leashes
The gardeners will die if the birdsong ceases
And that's deep
But no deeper that the pit he's stuck in
And the fact he's busy
Fucking Lizzie's husband
And that's why he holds Lizzie's hand tightly
Turn our insides out, we are unsightly
So don't claim lofty morals, Mr Mighty
The only gods 'round here sit beside me
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me
Perhaps that's why he holds
Lizzie's hand tightly
Turn our insides out, we are unsightly
So don't claim lofty morals, Mr Mighty
The only gods 'round here sit beside me
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark? Come on
So who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Who's that moving in the dark?
Me man, it's me man, it's only me