The Colloquy of Mole & Mr. Eye

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John Wesley Harding & John Roderick - Pop

The Colloquy of Mole & Mr. Eye

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[Intro: John Roderick, John Wesley Harding] Hello, Mr. Eye Hello, Mole [Verse 1: John Wesley Harding] Tell me some tales of your life in the tunnels I'll sing you a song of life high above ground I'm in a tower that couldn't be higher You're in a bower one hundred miles down I'm in the air, the world's out of my hair My head's in the clouds and I read by the moon I'm in the stars and you are sub-radar Digging your home with a rusty old spoon [Chorus: John Wesley Harding] Hey little mole, what's it like in your hole? Why did you go underground? What kind of life have you found? [Verse 2: John Roderick] Tell me a tale of two hundred storiеs I'll sing you a song of a world down below My ladder and steps don't rеach up to your basement The lift in your building won't go near this low I dig the gloom in this womb of a room I'm perfectly happy just shoring up walls The worms they all need me, the little grubs feed me I'm close to the core and there's nowhere to fall [Chorus: John Roderick & John Wesley Harding] Hey Mr. Eye, what's it like in the sky? Why did you fly off the ground? What kind of life have you found? [Verse 3: John Wesley Harding] Tell me some tales of survival substrata I'll sing you a song of the high life up here The air is so rarified, food is delivered By people from earth whom you tip with a beer I haven't a care and I never go down where The smoke is a joke and you're scared all the time I can see it so clearly but don't want it near me I'm the first superman to emerge from the slime [Chorus: John Wesley Harding & John Roderick] Hey little mole, what's it like in your hole? Why did you go underground? What kind of life have you found? [Verse 4: John Roderick, John Wesley Harding, Both] Hey Mr. Eye, there's one thing we agree on You'll never come here and I'll never go there My eyes aren't accustomed to all of your bright lights My lungs they would gasp for a good blast of air We've made decisions, or we've both had visions Of something else, somewhere else, some other way What your money bought you, my instincts have taught me The ground's not the best place to live on today [Chorus: John Roderick & John Wesley Harding] Mole in his hole, Eye in the sky That's why we moved from the ground Long live the life we have found Long live the life we have found

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  • John Wesley Harding