shells And write down brave words Your prayers are unanswered Your idols absurd The seaweed and the cobweb Have rotted your sword Your barricades broken
sea shells, And write down brave words Your prayers are unanswered, Your idols absurd The seaweed and the cobweb, Have rotted your sword Your barricades broken
Tulips lips oh luskus delph Your baking breath breeds body 'x' With silken measures try to gauge The inside sweetness of your cave. Peach preserve your
Cellar full of diamonds, turret full of gold All for a mermaid's locket, too much to hold Drink the seals' blood from the ocean, Drink the whole ocean
Skeptic at the feast in ashes Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball Funeral parlour guests invited Mourning poorly worn by all Old and mouldy words of passion
Poor mohammed at the peep show Kick the beggar down the stairs Can't keep guard, he's old and feeble Steal his books, burn his prayers Poor mohammed
Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to burn her toys Take her treats Eat her sweets Scare off all the boys Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to
open windows Crashing down from broken stairs Keeping watch on smoking cinders Falling over burning chairs Tossed and crossed and screwed in transit Broken
I will meet you on the other side of the moon The doctors say they must operate soon But there's no knowing what they'll find when they open up the wound
