Cannibal's Hymn You have a heart and I have a key Lie back and let me unlock you Those heathens you hang with down by the sea All they want to do is defrock you I know a river, where we can dream It will swell up, burst it’s banks, babe, and rock you But if you’re gonna dine with them cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you’re gonna get eaten But I’m glad you’ve come around here with your animals And your heart that is bruised but unbeaten And beating like a drum I will sit like a bird on a fence Sing you songs with a happy ending Swoop down and tell you that it don’t make sense To attack the very thing you’re defending Didn’t I just buy that dress for you? That pink paper pinafore that you keep mending Well, if you’re gonna dine with the cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you’re gonna get eaten But I’m glad you’ve come around here with your animals And your heart that is banging and beating And banging like a gong I can see that they’ve hurt you, dear Here is some moonlight to cloak us And I will never desert you here Unpetaled among the crocus Allow me, my love, to allay your fear As I swim, in and out of focus But if you’re gonna dine with the cannibals Sooner or later, darling, you’re gonna get eaten But I’m glad you’ve come around here with your animals And your heart that is bruised but bleating And bleeding like a lamb Banging like a gong Beating like a drum Liste Messiah Ward I hope you’re sitting comfortably I saved you the best seat in the house Right up in the front row The stars have been torn down The moon is locked away And the land is banked in frozen snow You are a force of nature, dear Your breath curls from your lips As the trees bend down their branches And touch you with their fingertips They’re bringing out the dead, now It’s easy just to look away They are bringing out the dead, now It’s been a strange, strange day We could navigate our position by the stars But they’ve taken out the stars The stars have all gone I’m glad you’ve come along We could comprehend our condition by the moon But they’ve ordered the moon not to shine Still, I’m glad you’ve come along I was worried out of my mind Cause, they keep bringing out the dead It’s easy just to look away They’re bringing out the dead, now And it’s been a long, strange day You can move up a little closer I will throw a blanket over We can weigh all the tears in one hand Against the laughter in the other We could be hanging around here for centuries Trying to make sense of this, my dear While the planets try to get organised Way above the stratosphere But they keep bringing out the dead, now It’s easy if we just walk away They keep bringing out the dead, now It’s been a long, long day Look away Look away Liste There She Goes, My Beautiful World The wintergreen, the juniper The cornflower and the chicory All the words you said to me Still vibrating in the air The elm, the ash and the linden tree The dark and deep, enchanted sea The trembling moon and the stars unfurled There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again John Willmot, penned his poetry riddled with the pox Nabakov wrote on index cards, at a lectern, in his socks St. John of the Cross did his best stuff imprisoned in a box And Johnny Thunders was half alive when he wrote Chinese Rocks Well, me, I’m lying here, with nothing in my ears Me, I’m lying here, with nothing in my ears Me, I’m lying here, for what seems years I’m just lying on my bed with nothing in my head Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again Karl Marx squeezed his carbuncles while writing Das Kapital And Gaugin, he buggered off, man, and went all tropical While Philip Larkin stuck it out in a library in Hull And Dylan Thomas died drunk in St Vincent's hospital I will kneel at your feet I will lie at your door I will rock you to sleep I will roll on the floor And I’ll ask for nothing Nothing in this life I’ll ask for nothing Give me ever-lasting life I just want to move the world I just want to move the world I just want to move the world I just want to move There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes again So if you got a trumpet, get on your feet, brother, and blow it If you’ve got a field, that don't yield, well get up and hoe it I look at you and you look at me and deep in our hearts know it That you weren’t much of a muse, but then I weren’t much of a poet I will be your slave I will peel you grapes Up on your pedestal With your ivory and apes With your book of ideas With your alchemy O Come on Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send that stuff on down to me Send it all around the world Cause here she comes my beautiful girl There she goes my beautiful world There she goes, my beautiful world There she goes my beautiful world There she goes again Liste Nature Boy I was just a boy when I sat down To watch the news on TV I saw some ordinary slaughter I saw some routine atrocity My father said, don’t look away You got to be strong, you got to be bold, now He said, that in the end it is beauty That is going to save the world, now And she moves among the sparrows And she floats upon the breeze She moves among the flowers She moves something deep inside of me I was walking around the flower show like a leper Coming down with some kind of nervous hysteria When I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hair Up against the pink and purple wisteria You said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at me With some unrighteous intention? My knees went weak, I couldn’t speak, I was having thoughts That were not in my best interests to mention And she moves among the flowers And she floats upon the smoke She moves among the shadows She moves me with just one little look You took me back to your place And dressed me up in a deep sea diver’s suit You played the patriot, you raised the flag And I stood at full salute Later on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumb And made it impossible to speak As you closed in, in slow motion, Quoting Sappho, in the original Greek She moves among the shadows She floats upon the breeze She moves among the candles And we moved through the days and through the years Years passed by, we were walking by the sea Half delirious You smiled at me and said, Babe I think this thing is getting kind of serious You pointed at something and said Have you ever seen such a beautiful thing? It was then that I broke down It was then that you lifted me up again She moves among the sparrows And she walks across the sea She moves among the flowers And she moves something deep inside of me She moves among the sparrows And she floats upon the breeze She moves among the flowers And she moves right up close to me Liste Abattoir Blues The sun is high up in the sky and I’m in my car Drifting down into the abattoir Do you see what I see, dear? The air grows heavy. I listen to your breath Entwined together in this culture of death Do you see what I see, dear? Slide on over here, let me give you a squeeze To avert this unholy evolutionary trajectory Can you hear what I hear, babe? Does it make you feel afraid? Everything’s dissolving, babe, according to plan The sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the land I went to bed last night and my moral code got jammed I woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my hand I kissed you once. I kissed you again My heart it tumbled like the stock exchange Do you feel what I feel, dear? Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisy These things are not good for me Do you see what I see, dear? The line the God throws down to you and me Makes a pleasing geometry Shall we leave this place now, dear? Is there someway out of here? I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to work The need for validation, babe, gone completely berserk I wanted to be your Superman but I turned out such a jerk I got the abattoir blues I got the abattoir blues I got the abattoir blues Right down to my shoes Liste The Lyre Of Orpheus Orpheus sat gloomy in his garden shed Wondering what to do With a lump of wood, a piece of wire And a little pot of glue O Mamma O Mamma He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a wire in between He was feeling something rotten O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus looked at his instrument And he gave the wire a pluck He heard a sound so beautiful He gasped and said O my God O Mamma O Mamma He rushed inside to tell his wife He went racing down the halls Eurydice was still asleep in bed Like a sack of cannonballs O Mamma O Mamma Look what I’ve made, cried Orpheus And he plucked a gentle note Eurydice’s eyes popped from their sockets And her tongue burst through her throat O Mamma O Mamma O God, what have I done, he said As her blood pooled in the sheets But in his heart he felt a bliss With which nothing could compete O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus went leaping through the fields Strumming as hard as he did please Birdies detonated in the sky Bunnies dashed their brains out on the trees O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus strummed till his fingers bled He hit a G minor 7 He woke up God from a deep, deep sleep God was a major player in heaven O Mamma O Mamma God picked up a giant hammer And He threw it with an thunderous yell It smashed down hard on Orpheus’ head And knocked him down a well O Mamma O Mamma The well went down very deep Very deep went down the well The well went down so very deep Well, the well went down to hell O Mamma O Mamma Poor Orpheus woke up with a start All amongst the rotting dead His lyre tucked safe under his arm His brains all down his head O Mamma O Mamma Eurydice appeared brindled in blood And she said to Orpheus If you play that fucking thing down here I’ll stick it up your orifice! O Mamma O Mamma This lyre lark is for the birds, said Orpheus It’s enough to send you bats Let’s stay down here, Eurydice, dear And we’ll have a bunch of screaming brats O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus picked up his lyre for the last time He was on a real low down bummer And stared deep into the abyss and said This one is for Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma Liste Breathless It’s up in the morning and on the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red-breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before you The happy hooded bluebells bow And bend their heads all a-down Heavied by the early morning dew At the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook The fishes leap up to take a look For they are breathless over you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your mind Still your soul For still, the fire of love is true And I am breathless without you The wind circles among the trees And it bangs about the new-made leaves For it is breathless without you The fox chases the rabbit round The rabbit hides beneath the ground For he is defenceless without you The sky of daytime dies away And all earthly things they stop to play For we are all breathless without you I listen to my juddering bones The blood in my veins and the wind in my lungs And I am breathless without you Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through And all the morning glows anew Still your soul Still your mind Still, the fire of love is true And I am breathless without you Liste Easy Money It’s difficult. It’s very tough. I said to the man who’d been sleeping rough To sit within a fragrant breeze All among the nodding trees That hang heavy with the stuff He threw his arms around my neck He brushed the tear from my cheek And held my soft white hand He was an understanding man He did not even barely hardly speak Easy money Rain it down on the wife and the kids Rain it down on the house where we live Rain until you got nothing left to give And rain that ever-loving stuff down on me All the things for which my heart yearns Gives joy in diminishing returns He kissed me on the mouth His hands they headed south And my cheek it burned Money, man, it is a bitch The poor, they spoil it for the rich With my face pressed in the clover I wondered when this would be over And at home we are all so guilty-sad Easy money Pour it down the open drain Pour it all through my veins Pour it down, yeah, let it rain And pour that ever-loving stuff down on me Now, I’m sitting pretty down on the bank Life shuffles past at a low interest rate In the money-coloured meadows And all the interesting shadows They leap up, then dissipate Easy money Easy money Easy money Rain it down on the wife and the kids Rain it down on the house where we live Rain it down until you got nothing left to give And rain that ever-loving stuff down on me Liste