http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTQBr9bIzJU&feature=related
Todays a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate.
The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord.
How dare I be so beautiful?
Wandering through the chaos the battle has left,
We climb up a mountain of human flesh,
To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life.
A young figure sits still by a pool,
Hes been stamped human bacon by some butchery tool.
(he is you)
Social security took care of this lad.
We watch in reverence, as narcissus is turned to a flower.
A flower?
Willow farm
If you go down to willow farm,
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies,
Like the fox on the rocks,
And the musical box.
Oh, there's mum & dad, and good and bad,
And everyones happy to be here.
There's winston churchill dressed in drag,
He used to be a british flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg,
The egg was a bird.
(fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail)
Hadnt you heard?
(they're going to change you into a human being!)
Yes, were happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
And wonderfully clean in the morning.
Weve got everything, were growing everything,
Weve got some in
Weve got some out
Weve got some wild things floating about
Everyone, were changing everyone,
You name them all,
Weve had them here,
And the real stars are still to appear.
All change!
Feel your body melt;
Mum to mud to mad to dad
Dad diddley office, dad diddley office,
Youre all full of ball.
Dad to dam to dum to mum
Mum diddley washing, mum diddley washing,
Youre all full of ball.
Let me hear you lies, were living this up to the eyes.
Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa
Momma I want you now.
And as you listen to my voice
To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause.
Youve been here all the time,
Like it or not, like what you got,
Youre under the soil (the soil, the soil),
Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil, the soil!).
So well end with a whistle and end with a bang
And all of us fit in our places.
Apocalypse in 9/8 (co-starring the delicious talents of gabble ratchet)
With the guards of magog, swarming around,
The pied piper takes his children underground.
Dragons coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise.
It wont be easy.
