One White Duck / 0¹⁰ = Nothing at All

Lyrics

[One White Duck] There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way And there's a note on the telephone — some roses on a tray And the motorway's stretching right out to us all As I pull on my old wings One white duck on your wall Isn't it just too damn real? One white duck on your wall One duck on your wall I'll catch a ride on your violin, strung upon your bow And I'll float on your melody, sing your chorus soft and low There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called You can see from the fireplace One white duck on your wall Isn't it just too damn real? One white duck on your wall One duck on your wall One duck on your wall [0¹⁰ = Nothing at All] So fly away Peter and fly away Paul From the finger-tip ledge of contentment The long restless rustle of high-heel boots calls And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all Something must be wrong with me and my brain If I'm so patently unrewarding But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that way And my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all There's no double-lock defence; there's no chain on my door And I'm available for consultation But remember your way in is also my way out And love's four-letter word is no compensation Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on skates So don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion