KEVIN COYNE LYRICS - F

 

Face in the Mirror (Kevin Coyne - 1975) (BEAUTIFUL EXTREMES)

Looks like a face in the mirror

That awful face in the mirror

White and sad and so unkind

Looks like a face in the mirror

Like a stagnant river

Flowing deaf and cross and blind

Looks like a face in the mirror

That lost face in the mirror

Searching for a happy mind

Looks like a face in the mirror

Margaret's face in the mirror

Waiting, waiting for the time

I know I wasn't right

I was invariably wrong

I always sang a song

When I should have been weeping

I know I laughed with you

As you stood by the door it's true

As you landed in my garden, creeping

Looks like a face in the mirror

Your round face in the mirror

Lips all red and ready for bed

Looks like a face in the mirror

Oh your face in the mirror

The signs of hatred on your forehead

Yes it looks like a face in the mirror

That awful face in the mirror

Remembering every little word I said

Oh it looks like a face in the mirror

And I don't even have to forgive her

She acts as if I was already dead

Oh I tried so hard, tried the big trump card

But I know you said I was lying

I know that you waited and waited

Waited and waited and grated

Listening, listening, listening and I was alive, I was alive

Oh it looks like a face in the mirror

Margaret's face in the mirror

Listening for for my little tune

Well I see your face in the mirror

Oh your laughing face in the mirror

And I know you've been consulting the runes

Card after card fall on the table

Each one willing and able

To send me to some sort of matrimonial doom

Yes yes, yes it's your face in the mirror

Oh your face in the mirror

Take away that darkness and that gloom, gloom, gloom

Well I told you again

Don't come here, amen

I don't want you around anymore

Your parents will come to collect you

Big Father's there to correct you

He will take you away to his den

So it looks like your face in the mirror

My face is there with her

Snap the marriage and the fate

Yes yes yes that's your face in the mirror

All sepia in the mirror,

Standing by your garden gate


Falling in Love (Kevin Coyne/Robert Coyne - 2004) (DONUT CITY )

Sheets of rain pouring down, sheets of rain

Let's go into the kitchen you ask me twice then again and again

Discuss directions, where we're going 0,what we want to be and everything

Can't you see I want to be me, I want to be me and not this thing you want me to be

Chorus: Falling in love, oh how I want to fall in love (4x)

It's later, you talk wisdom, you're wiser than your years

But I assume it's the wine you've drunk too much and of course the beer

Let's go upstairs you say, let's go upstairs, I don't want to go

I want to be myself, you're crowding me out, you're crowding me out

Chorus

The window-screen wipers squeal as I drive away, as I drive away


Fat Girl (Kevin Coyne - 1976) (IN LIVING BLACK & WHITE)

Well the fat girl's gone away

She's going to commit suicide

Yes the fat girl's gone away

Gone to commit suicide

You can see her and her fat poncey, waddling husband

They're toddling down by the canal

They're waddling, they're toddling, they're soddling, they're coddling side by side

Well the fat girl's gone away

And nobody really cares

Yes the fat girl's gone away

And nobody really cares

Given her body to the mortuary

To the abattoir, to the lavatory

They've given her body to you and me to cut up in little pieces and throw to the birds

Fatty puff, fatty bum, cream bun, big cunt, big tits, big bum, big tart, big bum, big big big bum, big bum, big big...

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!

Fatty bum, big tits, big bum, waddling bum, big bum, big bum, bum, bum

I'm not so fat, am I love?

I'm not so fat, just bought this little dress from C&A, just fits me 'round the bum, lovely

You're fat!

I'm not!

You're fat!

I'm not, I'm slimming down, I'm doing me...

You're bloody fat

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!

Now the fat girl's gone away

She decided to take a holiday

Yes the fat girl has gone away

Decided to take a holiday

She's joining all her fatty pals

The fatty gals, the old fat men

The quarter- to- ten feet, the big fat street

The big fat, big fat tits

Well the fat girl she's gone away

And as I said before nobody really cares

Well the fat girl has gone away

And as I said before nobody really cares

They've given her body to the mortuary

To the lavatory

To the abattoir

To the olive tree

To anything that rhymes with 'me'

Fatty puff, fatty bum, fatty puff, big quim, big bum, big he's rude, big bum, big tart, big HEART, big dart...

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!

Faty puff, fatty bum, big plum, big round plum, big ??

Hey look, you've just got to get your weight down. It's not good enough. I can't take you out looking like that. C&A's not the right kind of place...they're for slim girls who wear ski pants...little loops under the feet

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!

OH OH OH OH, FAT GIRL!


Father, Dear Father (Kevin Coyne - 1977) (single)

Father, dear Father

I must confess

I've been shop lifting, baby minding, finding

I've been under stress

Give me fourteen Hail Marys

Put me to work in United Dairies, buckling

I'll clean out your presbitary

I'll mend the punctures on your bike

Father, dear Father

I must have been in a dream

You tell me I was out in the streets in my night dress

Ranting and raving, it was a scream

Give me fourteen Hail Marys, for punishement

I'll work in United Dairies, buckling

I'll clean out your presbitary

I'll mend the punctures on your bike

Father, dear Father

Say a prayer for me

I'm prepared to do penance

Poison's on the list, you see, I'm a murdress, I think I am

I'll do fourteen Hail Marys, now Father

I'll work for United Dairies, buckling for you Father

I'll clean out your presbitary

I'll mend the punctures on your bike if you like

Father, dear Father (x2)

Reverend Father

Father, dear Father (x2)


Fat Man (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY STOMP)

Well, you're walking on the water, you think you know it all

Pushing your weight, you want to make me crawl

Chorus: I said oh oh fat man what are you gonna do?

I said oh oh fat man what are you gonna, what are you gonna, what are you gonna do?

You're gonna smash me in two (x2) .

You're calling my name as if I had the plague

You think you've got my number, you've think you've got it made

Chorus

Never never never

Chorus

You'll never smash me, you never will

Chorus

Like to see you do it (repeat)

Never


Fatty Boy (Tom Liwa/Kevin Coyne - 1996) (KNOCKING ON YOUR BRAIN)

I was down at the Marquee Club, spilling my beer over everybody's toes and after that where I went? Who the hell knows

Sometimes the doors in life just close and close and close and close, they said

Chorus: Fatty fatty fat boy, why don't you go home, why don't you? (x2)

I was down at Battersea Rise, l'd got stars a twinkling all betore my eyes

I was stumbling, bumbling, drunk on Denmark Hill, staring at the dizzy trees there, gave my little heart a thrill, I thought...

Chorus

I was stumbling again in Wandsworth Road, I can't remember wether I was wearing all my clothes

Then I found myself once again, staggering down Tottenham Court Road, some friends there said 'Go home, oh Kevin, go home, you're pissed!'

Chorus

Why don't you? (ad lib) go home (ad lib)

Why don't you?


Fear of Breathing (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY STOMP)

She is right and you are wrong and you are right and she is wrong

Shut up!

Chorus: It's just a fear, a fear of breathing.

Now she says yes and she says no and you say why and you say go

Chorus

Now she says it and you say that and you say go and she says shit

Chorus

Now she says strong and you say strong and we say strong and we're all wrong

Chorus

Little babies talking to themselves, they can't hear anything else, I'm telling you, think about yourself, don't think about yourself.

Shut up!

You say yes and she says no and she says hello and you say go

Chorus

Well the non-sense ??, the non-sense ??, listen to the babies, listen to the boys, oh no

Chorus

Now she says shake and you go shake and you go outside and they both go break

Chorus

As it goes on and on, it goes on for so long, it goes on and on and on and on and on

Chorus

Shut up the dead, Shut up the ??, Shut up!

What can I do now, what can I say? We want yours and we both want our own way

Chorus

I want to be and you want to be and you are blind and I can't see

Chorus

Now I know why and you know why we got it wrong, we know, we know, we got it right

Chorus

Oh well, is this a case, is this the case, is this a race, is this a test or

Chorus

Oh yes I'm right and yes I'm wrong, yes I'm right and yes I'm wrong, no you're right and no he's wrong, Mum and Dad shut up!

Shut up! (x5)


Fetch me my Woman (Kevin Coyne/Dave Clague/Nick Cudworth- 1971) (STRANGE LOCOMOTION)

Fetch me my woman

I just want her near me now

Don't want any any anybody else

Just want her near me now

Fetch me my woman

Want her right by my side, yes I do, yes I do

Got that long black hair

Keep a good boy satisfied

Fetch me my good girl

I know she understands, know she understands

Fetch me my good girl

She's mine she shows me the promised land

Fetch me my good girl

She's all I need to keep me satisfied

She got the long black hair alright

Never tries to take me for a ride, oh no

Fetch me my woman

So hot and smooth

She don't give anything, anything but love

Oh fetch me my woman, she's all I need (x3)

She left me today

Oh she has caused my heart to bleed

Oh fetch me my woman, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes

That'll fetch you woman

I'm down in the mire babe

Since you've not been around

Everybody's talking crazy at me

I think I'd better be homeward bound

She might be home today, tomorrow (x2)

She might be home today

Fetch me my woman

I know she wants me to have my way

Wants me to have my way

Fetch me my woman

Here she comes (x2)

She went up North

Just for a few days (x2)

But she never returned

I know she has her secret ways of teasing me

I'd rather be dead if she's gonna tease me

Any more, any more

She got her long black hair

I just can't stand the pain anymore, anymore

Fetch me my woman (x4)

All you men

I know she may be teasing me

Long black hair not pleasing me

Fetch me my woman (x2)

Oh, oh fetch me my woman right now


Fetch me the Shadow (Kevin Coyne/Achim Goettert - 1999) (OPERA FOR SYD, DREIEINIGKEITSKIRCHE)

Fetch me the shadow, uh, the shadow (x4)

The corner of the room in the shadow (x4)

Fetch me the shadow (x3), the corner of the room (x4)

?? (repeat)

If I had a wild woman tonight, I'd feel so good tonight

Everything would touch me like the sun

If you've got something on your mind, please tell me darling

Cause if you don't, I'll be up in our ??

Sugar's got me over, I'm getting sour by the hour

The milk is curling on the stove

All I need from you, that little precious hand I need, the tiger of your love

Everybody knows emperor's got no clothes

Everybody knows Paradise is a million miles away

But I'm gonna tell you whatever you say

I'll see you in the tea cake, I'll see you in the tea shop (x2)

I'll see you drinking tea

Maria Callas on speed, on speed, on speed, on speed


Fight (poem) (Kevin Coyne - 1982) (POETRY NIGHT)

We used to sing as children do

We used to dance and fight

We stood for years waiting for something

And then we got the night

And then they gave him the light

And then he said it was alright

That tomorrow he'll smash somebody's face in

And the we spoke as little Christians

And then we spoke as the Pope and strong

And then we smoked as nazzi Germany marching through the promised land

And the he said: "I want to fight"

And then there was a reason for him to be

He said he knew me, he could really see

I was small not like he

He was strong in the audience

And said: "I want to fight"

And then they all wanted to fight

Everyone, everyone, they gave the night

They made themselves black and they made themselves white

But still they said they wanted to fight

And I was sad and I was broken down

I played on this stage in this bloody town

A million time seen ?? go up and down

And I've seen Deutschland do the same

And I've seen the very things you think you know

I've seen every audience and every show

I've been here before don't you know

But still you want to fight

And you ask me ??

Little fat man someboy to rule

A child of nineteen tellin me he knows my ??

Still you want to fight

And why do you fight?

Why do you throw things?

Why do you

Still you want to fight (repeat)


First time I Saw your Face (Kevin Coyne/Dave Clague / Nick Cudworth - 1969) (SIREN)

First time I saw your face

Oh what a lovely face

What a face and what a smile

For me, yeah, yeah yeah

 

A wonderland of light and blue

Oh baby when I met you

What a smile and full of love

For me yeah yeah yeah

 

First time I saw your face

I saw that state of grace

A perfect dream just walking by

For me yeah, yeah, yeah

 

The finest dream for ever more

You opened all the doors

Now I know I have all your love and it's real

Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

First time I saw your face

I saw our first embrace

Held you close from across the room

And it was real

Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

You went on floating by

I saw that look in your eye

It was love and real love that I could feel

(repeat verses 1, 2 & 3)

(transcription by Jim Phelan - thanks)


Fish Brain (Kevin Coyne - 1991) (WILD TIGER LOVE)

Wandering in your housecoat all around the house, seeing strange creatures, strange litltle mice, it isn't very nice what you say, you're not from Mars anyway

Chorus: Fish brain, you're dnving me mad, fish brain you're making me sad. (x2)

I'm going to fetch a doctor in a long white coat, he'll come in the house and he's going to gloat, he'll take you away for a year and a day, I'm finished with you, you just can't stay

Chorus

You're out in the garden wandering all around, strangling the cats, jumping up and down, what are you doing now? Changing your hair, you're cutting it all off, you just don't care

Chorus

I've had enough of this, can't take anymore, you've left all your cornfakes over the floor, you've smashed up the crockery, smashed down the door, I can't take this no no more

Chorus (x2)


Flashing Back (Kevin Coyne/Pete Kirtley - 1982) (PØLITICZ)

Flashing back through the endless photographs

Such faces and such memories, can't it be, can it be I'm just dreaming

I'm just leaving, leaving the ground again

Flashing back, I'm supposed to be so realistic, so objective, so realistic

It's just a trick, a trick of the light on my eyes

I prefer the lies, I prefer the air

Don't call me a fool (you're a fool) (x2)

Take your banners away from my eyes, take away your dogma and take away your lies

Don't call me a fool (you're a fool), such a fool

Flashing back, there were better times at last, it seems

I'm liaising with my dreams

Closer to the one I am

The floating, the floating little man

Flashing back

Don't call me a fool, don't call (you're a fool), don't call me a fool (you're a fool) don't call me a fool (you're a fool)

Take her away (you're a fool) your prayer books and your strain

The things you did again and again

When I was so young

But now I know I prefer to flash back

Sleeping on the way I do

Maybe that's the only truth

Flashing back with you (you're a dreamer, you're a fool, you're a fool, you're a fool)


Flowering Cherry (Kevin Coyne/Dave Clague/Nick Cudworth - 1971?) (RABBITS) (THE CLUB RONDO)

Flowering cherry, roses bloom

Sunlight streaming into my room, Lord

Winter's waning, Summer's new

I love my baby, yes it's true

Chorus: You know I'll always love you (x2)

You know I'll always need you

You know I'll always want you.

Summer roaming through the park

Light and brightness darling, no more dark

Flowering cherry, love on fire

Baby loves me

My desire

Chorus

You know I'll always need you

You know I'll always love you

You know I'll always need you

You know I'll always want you

Flowering cherry, roses bloom

Sunlight streaming into my room, Lord

Winter's waining, Summer's new

I love my baby, yes it's true, Lord

Yes it's true, Lord, you know I do yes


Fly (Kevin Coyne/Eugene Coyne - 1999) (SUGAR CANDY TAXI )

I was walking through some woodland place the other day, I saw lots of birds, they were flying, wheeling away and the yellow beaks and the big black wings, I saw the raven, what a terrible thing

And l only want to fly, I want to flap my wings and fly away, fly away higher and higher, swooping, see you walk and loop above you, swoop down on you and sit on your shoulder

Swooping down over my head, almost biting my hair with their crusty old beaks, those dirty old birds, the grey feathers as they flaked and flapped, I saw the owl watching me, the owl watching me

I only really want to fly, lift up myself and fly away, higher and higher away, I want to fly, lift up my wings and see you drift out down to meet you, lay down my beak beside you

Speaking of beaks, there was a big blue and purple beak, a parrot like bird that descended down my chimney last night, it was very dark outside and I was very very very scared

I only want to fly, spread my wings and fly, send myself up high into the blue and stare down on you, see you walking by, I saw you standing and flapped my wings to fly and I ran, well I would land, sit myself beside you, beat my wings on you

They fade away into a grey sunset across the swampland, mosquitoes biting in the moonlight, mist of time

One day we will fly, one day we will certainly fly, one day we will fly in the bye and bye


Fooled Again (Henri Beck/Kevin Coyne - 1991) (WILD TIGER LOVE)

This is a lonesome town, so much you can buy, look in the windows at night, everything catches your eye, there's a Donald Duck quacking on a string, there's a Mickey Mouse, wonderful little cheery thing, the children they cry to you Daddy we want it all, you've got no money to pay, you're in the trap and about to fall, you could cry for yourself but you cry for your children too, you told them this was paradise but this was not the truth

Chorus: And it's a shame and it's sad, you've been cheated in the end and its a shame and it's sad, you've been fooled again

Wishing and worrying. How can you pay? Bills keep coming day after day, your children are hungry, want all they see, it's strange my friend, you've become just like me, one of the rat race, a media fool, it spins you round and round, treats you cruel, it teases and cheats you, gets you every way, you can't buy but you tell lies to get by in the end

Chorus

You're joining the queue now, the big lost cause, bureaucracy gets you, closes the doors, you're trying to smile now but it's hard it seems when the money machine has cracked your dreams, what can you do now, be like me, live from day to day, pain and mitsery, I'm wondering if there's a way buf I may find one one day, let's get down and pray

Chorus


Fool, Fool, Fool (Kevin Coyne - 1977) (BEAUTIFUL EXTREMES 1974-1977)

Hey hey hey

Now go on, go on, go on home

Now I'm tellin' you hey hey hey

Go on, go on, go on, go on home

There's a girl with her eyes like black rings

Flashing, flashing big rings, big things, flashing rings

Go on home

If you stay here you're a fool, fool, fool

I said hey hey hey

Creep out, leave, leave, leave, get out that door

Hey hey hey

Creep out, creep out, creep out, leave, get out that door

Open your bottle of whisky somewhere in the street

Your nice friends, your posh friends, your friends, your friends will eat you alive

Go on home

After all you know you know they're only gonna call you a fool fool fool

I said hey hey hey

Ooh it's cold, it's cold, it's cold out on the street

I said hey hey hey hey hey

Oh it's cold, it's cold, it's freezing out on the street

You must have been walking by the supermarkets

Lookin' at the shops, lookin' at the lights

Maybe a policeman will stop you

Maybe he'll trap you down

And he'll be the next one, the next one to call you a fool, fool, fool

I said hey hey hey

All the noise is just a dream

I said hey hey hey

The city's something of the dream

Safely tucked in bed with your head on a pillow marked with your name

Your wife's just made something nice

She's calling your name

So isn't that nice, isn't that nice?

Oh but still you're a fool, fool, fool


For Angel Eyes (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 2002) (CARNIVAL)

Drifting heart, across the sea, waiting for you and me, angel eyes shining out, everywhere, everywhere,

Looking for a new sunrise, a world where they don't tell lies, honesty, love for me, everywhere, everywhere

I'm a dreamer, I don't mind, I love you but you might find that sometimes I lose my patience and lose my tolerance and start to scream

City minds, city madness (x2)

I will try in my way, to help you through the days, if I cause pain, if I cause pain, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Looking out on my world, I love you like no other girl, I' m wondering, I' m losing control, am I losing, losing control?

It' s just a dream, just a dream, such a dream, honey I, I mean it, when I say I, I will try

City mind, city madness (x4)


Forgive Me (Robert Coyne/Kevin Coyne - 1999) (ROOM FULL OF FOOLS)

Forgive the way I dance, forgive my terrible pants, forgive my little red tie, forgive my little white lies, forgive my crazy ways, forgive the salad days, forgive the way I was, forgive me, I'm trying to change

Oh love me love me love me if you will, love me love me love me give me a thrill, oh love me love me love me if you will, oh love me love me

Forgive the way I laugh, forgive the way I cough, forgive the way I stand, forgive me when I squeeze your hand, forgive me I'm a little strong, forgive me I'm sometimes wrong, forgive me I don't know where I'm going, forgive me, forgive me

Love me love me love me plese, love me love me love me, I'm down on my knees, love me love me love me please, love me love me love me

Love me love me love me please (x2), love me love me and please don't tease, love me love me I'm down on my knes, love me, love me

Forgive me for the way I sneeze, forgive me I like cheese, forgive me, oh please forgive me


Forked Lightning (Kevin Coyne/Dave Clague/Nick Cudworth - 1971?) (RABBITS)

I've seen forked lightning

I've seen the moon red

Know I love you baby

I might as well be dead

You don't love me

You just want to put me down

Chorus: You got me where you want me baby

Oh yeah you got me tied.

Oh you got me tied

I heard all the excuses baby

They don't mean a thing

Everytime I think of you baby

I hear a door bell ring

But you're never there

When I need you

You're never there, oh no

Chorus

I guess I should learn my lesson

Stop playing the fool

But I just can't stop it cause

I seem to be your fool

I followed you everywhere

Where you go, I go too (oh it's true)

Chorus

I'm your slave (x2)

Oh you put me in the galley baby

And I can't move, I can't move

I'm your slave (x2)

Oh yeah you know I can't move cause I'm your slave

Chorus

Yes I'm your slave (x2)

I can't move

You got me in the galley and I can't move

I'm your slave (x2) baby oh yeah

I'm right

Chorus

Well I don't suppose I'll change

I don't suppose I'll rearrange

I think you got me trapped now


Formula Eyes (Kevin Coyne - 1980) (SANITY STOMP)

I was talking to a little friend, a man in whites

He gave me something, he said 'This will help your blight'

But it wasn't a formula, it was something made of ice

It wasn't so nice, those hateful formula eyes

He said 'This is a nightmare but it will come alright'

I said 'I don't see your reason' and he said he would turn off the lights

Unhappy wisdom but it wasn't so right and he wasn't so wise with those hateful formula eyes

He said 'I know you', he said 'I'll show you', he said 'I know you, stop screaming, stop screaming'

I'm not a child but I was half wild, terribly confused, was this another ruse?

Just got me wailing to give me hands of ice, to create something terrible, those hateful formula eyes

I don't know now, listen to me go on, I don't know why I'm singing, what the hell is this song?

Could call it paranoia, could call it the strenght, could cause pain, those hateful formula eyes

He said 'you know me', he said 'I'll love you', he didn't know me, stop screaming, stop screaming


Frankie's Dream no.1 (Kevin Coyne - 1995) (CRAZY FRANK)

All my world turns luscious pink (x4), luscious pink (x8)

All my seas turn purple blue (x4), purple blue (x7), all my seas turn purple blue

All my angels sing for me (x2), tralalala tralale (x2)

All my angels sing for me (x3), tralalala tralale

I hear voices late at night (x3), what's going to become of me? (x3)


Frankie's Dream no.2 (Kevin Coyne - 1995) (CRAZY FRANK)

I've got the whole world in my ears

I play a tune for everyone, I make a joke for everyone

I've got the whole world in my ears

No more nonsense, no more fears

I can read your mind it seems (x2)

I can tell you all your dreams, tell you the meaning of your dreams

I've got the whole world in my ears (x3)

No more nonsense, no more fears

I've got the whole world in my ears, no more nonsense no more fears

Sing a happy song, sing a joyous song, everybody sing along, sing a happy song (x3)

I've got the whole world in my ears, no more nonsense, nor more fears (x2)


Fresh and Vital (Kevin Coyne - 1990) (VERTIGO)

I don't feel too fresh and vital today

I should run away but I can't, I have to stay

I feel neurotic, psychotic

I needed a ?? but I can't afford it so

I'll try and do my level best for you today

And I could have been a superstar

But I chose to be who I am

I was offered jobs, I was offered various jobs

I could have joined the Doors, you know (it's absolutly true)

But I simply, I simply refused

I could have been on the Virgin Record label for the rest of my life

If I had cleaned Richard Branson's car and behaved and become a Thatcherite

But I simply, I just simply refused

And I'm really glad to be who I am

(Last verse, thank God for this)

Now I could have lived in Paris

I could have met many famous women

But I'm really rather shy

And I always walked away

I'm a loyal bastard in the end

And I could have been a revolutionary

I could have been somebody standing, somebody powerful

Somebody, somebody you would have admired

But anyway, I guess you admired me anyway

I'm really glad to be who I am

Yes I'm really glad just to be who I am


Fun Flesh (Kevin Coyne/Pete Kirtley - 1982) (PØLITICZ)

In your Palladian mansion

Black swans on the lake

Staring from the silken curtains

Hear the laughter shake (x2)

See your son, your little brat of a son

Shooting down the sparrows

With his daddy's golden arrows

While you stand by just laughing

You're perverse and old, you're perverse and old, you're perverse and old and old and old

Old

Your gloss lipped secretary just came into the room

Gave you the latest news of the day

They're letting down the tyres on your green limousine

They're taking all the Champagne bottles away

But you're still touching the fun flesh

Touching the fun flesh, rifling through the fun flesh, touching the fun flesh

Touching, yes you're touching, touching, yes you're touching

Touching yourself daily

With anguished memories, laughing inside, crying outside

Not sure what to wish

You could wish for a better life, eternal youth

But your son gives it all to you, you say you've told him the truth

But he is just a clone

He is on his own

He is just a clone and you're old, old, old

Your rabid dogs might bite you

They're old and they're blind

You've treated them so cruelly

But you don't mind

The golden gorgeous dollies

What a stupid word

But you never realise the times have changed and you look so absurd

Touching the fun flesh, riffling* through the fun flesh, touching the fun flesh

Touching, yes you're touching, touching, yes you're touching, touching

You never quite got to grips

With a sedentary life

But now your money and your legs fail you

And you've nothing left to hold

But this little boy with his little laugh

Who never understood

Who never ever will

Unless you set him free

Where's the remedy

Perverse and old (x2)

God damn this family

You may see a vision

But I don't suppose you will

Of another life for you and your offspring

But you are so bigoted

You keep reading the books

Keep sending for the mail order forms because you like to look

And you're touching the fun flesh (all you do), you're touching the fun flesh, rifling, rifling through the fun flesh, touching the fun flesh

Touching, yes you're touching, touching, yes you're touching, not touching yourself

You never touch yourself, you don't know yourself, you never touch yourself, it's all in a book

Touching the fun flesh, touching the fun flesh, women are fun flesh, women are fun flesh

Women are fun flesh, women are flu, flu, flu, flu flunkies, you fool

* Riffling: the 'i' sound suggests this instead of "rifling" - see http://www.thefreedictionary.com/riffling v.tr #2 (through e.g. books, which are mentioned later in the song) - a note by Martin.


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