Leaving early, just before the hour A few moments won't make any difference Not to me, anyway The early bird catches the worm I don't really want to
It's just a funny world That hides me out of sight And I will stay with her All through the day And through the night And if she only had Stopped making
What's up with eyes? What's up with everyones sad leaky Wet and wincey eyes? All a-drippin' in time I gives to prayin' over that he will be No entertainment
Life, everything Dead and burying Good man scared takes sail through his life Let’s sing of his life Let’s sing of his life All his might against terror
Pick the paper plates up off the floor Hide the hands and feet inside the shed Leave the chipping axe outside the door Invite home and ask no-one instead
Seeming to believe when seeing wakes me Near morning and gives me right of way All all all my friends are leaving Always are kept to the day or thrown
Reversal of despair Bright young spark he showing flair Loosens flesh from machine Granted it obscene Thrust his fists Fisting posts Still insist he sees
Pretty teeth scrapy clean With a wind-up machine I'm feeling very striking It's taken to my liking It's a fine man who cups his breath With a will to
All my mind's pissing out of me pouring brain Its my slave And I'm counting on kitchen clean for the masses I can save yeah I can save I can save and
When she was within two feet she laughed and moved away Made him feel really sad Saddest than he ever had
Choosing my resources at random endeavours As the fool thinks so the bell clinks Fall for my own pain There's a tiny step from the sublime to the ridiculous
Caught in the field like a dirty great power Like thunder and rain Summonsed by nature when summonsed by name Safe in a house close to door hide his brain
Left to live out our lives on earth Unplug Katie crush the orange Wash the insides toast the peelings Break the kitchen play the windows Play the floor
Clean that evil mud out your soul Sweet heaven save me from that candle Burned it up it burned, it stank so strong Of hell fire Heaven can only know
Dead you barmy you make it to heaven Fancy drowning to death you barmy in Half a fathom see red rim barnacle Come back clammy he reek all lammy He tear
Crazy lover like mad And it cakes walls with sun I shall be a sky and a hill of good And it keeps my mind happy Sucking breath shrieking From my belly
It is today couriers day I have a letter to say Pen is good for nothing do me in This letter old letter is arrears It shall stay to the post for years
To steal away and then decide Is cake on top and real inside Appreciate and leave behind The love is bad, the love is kind Duty, command, and mystery