Roy Harper - Zengem lyrics

You can see the crazy little dog
Sniffing all the wet trees
Following the noisy little boys sneaking
Down the High Street
Flashing past the grotty betting
Shops - everybody losing kilburn still burn
Baby's hanging off his mummy's stocking tops
Groping round her knickers with his lollypops
Lemon drops - sleepy cops

The church across the street has
A bell and a Quasimodo
You can hear them swing together
Now every Sunday mono
But I'm trying to get some kip and
I just don't want to know-wo
Get the hell off that bell!
Don't you think I deserve a little peace?
If I was making all that
Row would you be pleased?
Pain relieved or brain diseased?

What a very strange society
Everybody lives in
Swapping bit's of paper for
The difficulties of living
How much for a beautiful body?
How much for a bean tin?
And how much for meaning?
Well I'm afraid you've kicked me
In the mental crutch
Sawn my little brain out
With your hawthorn bush
Nothing much but what a touch
Oh deary, deary me