Robyn Hitchcock - Mr. Deadly lyrics
[Robyn Hitchcock - Mr. Deadly lyrics]
The stations like a train
Flickers on the dashboard as the
Melody dissolves into his brain
Hovering the Kestrel over chequered fields
Suspended in the air
Settles on a movement and swoops
Down to find this time
There's nothing there
And all who hear him say he
Must further gone then they
And all who hear him say he must
Be mad to be himself around today
All my final children will be sticky
Little mushrooms in a field
Harvesting your future just by sitting
There whatever will it yield
And all who hear him say he
Must be further gone then they
And all who hear him say he must
Be mad to be himself around today
Around today around today
Around today