Lyrics

I glance in the direction of The butcher's beautiful wife Time is running backwards, I Remember with a crystal ball Life shoots through its fire hose Like foam on electric fire And I've given up giving up Desire The firebug burned his house down Sparking joy with a match The bald comedian choked on the smoke Of a joke that failed to hatch I sit here with the architect Who saw his life's work fail His mission, his ambition Just staying out of jail And I'm sat here in the ambulance with The traitor Larry McKee Some idiocy is happening But it's nothing to do with me I read in the financial pages That statues topple in storms And notice that my trouser cuffs Are torn The beastly eccentricities Of Cardinal Polly McGoo Adrift on a sea of polythene Under the lights of Studio Two Slim the Sly and Rustik Joan Rock hotpants through the scene Overpowered by sheer charisma And the power of steam I read in the financial pages That statues topple in storms And notice that my trouser cuffs Are torn I look in the direction of The butcher's beautiful wife An idiocy is happening But it's only ants on the floor I read in the financial pages That the scandal will become a storm And notice that the seam of my trousers Is torn