Robyn Hitchcock - Sounds Great When You're Dead lyrics

Your mother is a journalist
Your father is a creep
They make it in your bedroom when
They think you're fast asleep
The scenes that they're enacting now
Beside your little bed
Are never in your consciousness but
Always in your head baby
It might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead
It sounds great when you're
Your sister is a butterfly
Your brother is a drunk
You gaze at him reclining
In formaldehyde a trunk
He lives and breathes on systems
That nobody can supply
And you're immune to everything
Except the butterfly yeah
Baby it might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead
It sounds great when you're dead
Baby, you're incredible
I think that you're the most
I've searched around for everything like
You from coast to coast
Your name engraved in diamonds
Written in my heart
We're at our most together when
We're at our most apart baby
It might sound dodgy now
But it sounds great when you're dead baby
It might sound dodgy now
But baby let me assure you
It sounds great when you're dead