Popopolis

Lyrics

Dave Bidini In Popopolis, pulpers pausing, playing in a pretty precipice And pointing to a pigeon, pouting, perching on a bust Plink! Popopolis In Popopolis, pollys cling polly and a feather and a fool Peeling pomagranates, putting pennies in their pants Eating. Popopolis In Popopolis, ho, Dr. Drumstein and the mighty blender bus Music is atonic, music is the rush In Popopolis (You're beautiful, girl.)