Momus - What Will Death Be Like? lyrics

Death will be unlike the night-times when
We lie awake thinking of death
Death will be unlike the Spanish maracas
That rattle inside your last breath
Death will be unlike the Mexican festivals
Skeletons wearing top hats
Death will be unlike
The brownstone apartments
That dynamite or dereliction collapse
Death will be unlike the mandolin
The hangman relaxes by playing
Death will be unlike the
Hound of the Baskervilles
Chilling the world with it's baying
Death will be unlike the British museum
It's bodies from peat bogs and bones
Death will be unlike the curse of the
Mummy that turns the explorers to stone
Death will be unlike the
Great roller coaster
A plunge from a boast to a scream


Death will be unlike mahogany
Coffins great pianists
Play in their wildest strangest dreams
Death will be unlike a garden in autumn
Where poets can sit and compose
Death will be unlike the granite memorials
Where memories wither in rows
Death will be unlike the charge of the
Light Brigade Alfred Lord Tennyson rhymed
Death will be unlike the thin piece of
Paper that Reagan and Gorbachev sign
Death will be unlike the hospital bedside
With Novocain needles and cards
Death will be unlike the
Great day of judgement
When God the headmaster presents the awards
Death will be unlike the marriage that
Bickers 'til death us do part
Death will be unlike the dreams of the young
Man who sang 'Love will tear us apart'
Death will be unlike TV documentaries
Showing us life from outside
Death will be unlike the Buddhist nirvana the
Moth seems to seek in the light
Death will be unlike the
Cities of crystal they
Build in a few grains of smack
Death will be unlike the
Long picture window the
Coffin looks through to a widow in black
Death will be unlike a room full of
Spiders all clinging together and crying
Death will be unlike the
Wedding guest's story
The ship drifting lost and
The dead sailors sighing
Death will be unlike the din in the
Steeple when cholera poisons the village
Death will be unlike the illumination that
Tolstoy provided for poor Ivan Illych
Death will be unlike the
Wrinkling sea children
Glimpse through the chinks in the boardwalk
Death will be unlike the magical
Land of 'The Lion
The Witch and the Wardrobe'
Death will be unlike the treacherous virus
That murders the lovers with AIDS
Death will be unlike the phantoms of freedom
That lead the crowd over the barricades
Death will be unlike the night thoughts of
'Late Call' when ministers stop being cosy
Death will be unlike 'The Pit and
The Pendulum' co-starring Bela Lugosi
Death will be unlike the bulge of
The mouse inside the boa constrictor
Death will be unlike that
Drunkard the phoenix
So tight on the moonshine of golden elixirs
Death will be unlike
That violent pornography
Dear to the Marquis de Sade
Death will be unlike the
Last stitch of clothing
The stripper discards as her
Nipples grow hard
Death will be unlike the bankrupt
Handing over the keys to his house
Death will be unlike the last day of summer
When insects grow stupid and
Swallows fly south
Death will be unlike the skull of a merchant
That slants through the portrait by Holbein
Death will be unlike that
Strange proposition on silence
The Tractatus of Wittgenstein
Death will be unlike your holiday snaps when
The camera lets in the light
Death will be unlike
The honest-but-cold-blooded bank
Clerk whose hobby is homocide
Death will be unlike the hands of the clock
Coming together at midnight
Death will be unlike the grim amputations of
Medical students larking on rag night
Death will be unlike the hijacker's voice in
The heads of air traffic controllers
Death will be unlike the sea as it thunders
On Liv Ullman vanishing under the rollers
Death will be unlike the abbey the
Pilgrims all saw when they prayed
Death will be unlike the unholy land at
The end of the Children's Crusade
Death will be unlike the hell in Huis Clos
Mr Sartre informs is just other people
Death will be unlike the
Travelling salesman who woke
Up one morning transformed to a beetle
Death will be unlike 2001
The room at the end of the ride
Death will be unlike the
Wrath that Charles Bronson
Let loose on the Lower East Side
Death will be unlike the House of the Shades
The dog Cerberus guarded for Hades his master
And death will be unlike
That lesson on Infallibility
The Chernobyl disaster
And death will be unlike the empty career
Of the temp's vacillations gone permanent
Death will be unlike the unlucky omens the
Clairvoyant reads in the
Meaningless firmament
In the meaningless firmament

What will death (what will death)
Be like? (be like?)

What will death (what will death)
Be like? (be like?)

Death will be like