Momus - The Shape of a Pear lyrics
[Momus - The Shape of a Pear lyrics]
I'm not the flighty gecko you chased
Into the crack in the stump
Of the sycamore tree
Ronald said adjusting was the last thing
I should do when I'm drunk
Because the world's the disease
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's like the tail that wags the dog
Cinnamon's the smell of someone who
Would rather be alive a reciprocal girl
A person who is stubbornly releasing all
The drones in the hive
It's a reciprocal world
When the head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's like the quack that leads the duck
And Ronald tells me madness is the
Only sane response to the machine
To things as they are
I see the exhibitionist believes it
Only happens in a dream
Or in the back of a car
And I was going round and round in
The Columbia garage with
Coloured lights flashing but only in my head
The Russian girl was Wednesday I think
She ran away but that's okay
I've still got her underwear
And I'm becoming all the characters I
Used to sing about but they need the air
And it's the journey that exhausts you
Not burying your headache in the fire
In an obstacle world
And Ronald says he's kissed the lips
Of every live electrical wire
On the Golbourne Road
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's just the fish you've got to fry
To disappear is easy when inside you
Feel you're cut into three
In the shape of a pear
I always wonder how I carry on
When things are so unreal but Ronald says
By being everywhere
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's just the pig you've got to fly
Into the crack in the stump
Of the sycamore tree
Ronald said adjusting was the last thing
I should do when I'm drunk
Because the world's the disease
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's like the tail that wags the dog
Cinnamon's the smell of someone who
Would rather be alive a reciprocal girl
A person who is stubbornly releasing all
The drones in the hive
It's a reciprocal world
When the head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's like the quack that leads the duck
And Ronald tells me madness is the
Only sane response to the machine
To things as they are
I see the exhibitionist believes it
Only happens in a dream
Or in the back of a car
And I was going round and round in
The Columbia garage with
Coloured lights flashing but only in my head
The Russian girl was Wednesday I think
She ran away but that's okay
I've still got her underwear
And I'm becoming all the characters I
Used to sing about but they need the air
And it's the journey that exhausts you
Not burying your headache in the fire
In an obstacle world
And Ronald says he's kissed the lips
Of every live electrical wire
On the Golbourne Road
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's just the fish you've got to fry
To disappear is easy when inside you
Feel you're cut into three
In the shape of a pear
I always wonder how I carry on
When things are so unreal but Ronald says
By being everywhere
The head split's from the body
The decay begins to face it's own decay
It's just the pig you've got to fly