Momus - Masks of Bebko lyrics

Time travel, the avant-garde
Sex and ancient Rome
I was walking down a road
Towards a lighthouse in Japan
When I passed a man wearing the
Mask of a black horse
And followed him astonished to
An old abandoned fort
A group of alien immigrants had
Pitched their camp up there
Playing wild guitars and making
Images with fire
Hiding their identities with fur
And wood and glue
Each wore a mask of Bebko and
Now I wear one too

The man wearing the horse
Mask really frightened me
I sensed that he was luring me
To a place I shouldn't be
And then down by a rockpool
As I walked back to the shore
I glimpsed my own reflection and
The horse's head I wore
I understand the whole thing now but
It's too late for me
Never play with aliens or with your identity
I tell you this to save you
If you know what's good for you
Shun the masks of Bebko
Or you will wear one too