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Busy at home
I was happy for a while
But the joke is over
Looking down
At the carefully laid out infamy
Take a scythe, take a scythe,
To the rotting core
Of man-vegetaton
Now I sigh
At the cool cool attitude to ignorance
The look in your eye
When you gave this to me
Just put me on my guard
In this elegant chaos
I stand to one side
Shouting âhaâ
Was I forced into this?
Or was it given to me?
Itâs a nice idea -
As a gift
Or as something to try for a while
70 years?
Itâs neither one thing nor the other
My big fear
Is to dig it at last
And have it taken away
The look in your eyes
When you gave this to me
Just put me on my guard
In this elegant chaos
I stand to one side
Itâs not a problem of secrecy
I take it in my stride
Did I learn to breathe to be killed like this?
Faces to the glass
I see them televise my death
Oh, and here comes the part
Where I break down and cry.
People I see
Just remind me of mooing
Like a cow on the grass
And thatâs not to say
That thereâs anything wrong
With being a cow anyway
But people are people
With the added advantage
Of the spoken word
Weâre getting on fine
But I feel more of a man
When I get with the herd.
- Album:
- Drunken Songs
- Trip Advizer
- Revolutionary Suicide
- Miscellaneous
- Peggy Suicide (Deluxe Edition)
- Christ Versus Warhol
- World Shut Your Mouth
- Beautiful Love / The Best of Julian Cope
- My Nation Underground
- Saint Julian + My Nation Underground
- Peggy Suicide
- Interpreter
- Autogeddon
- The Disagreement of the People
- Start: The Best of British
- The Collection
- Hang the DJ: Modern Rock 1987
- The Island Story: 1962-1987 25th Anniversary
- 80er: Alternative Eighties, Volume 01
- The Island Story