I wandered lonely as a cloud,
Till I came upon this dirty street.
I've never seen a stranger crowd;
Slubberdegullions on a squeaky feet,
With nonchalant embracing,
Each orifice disgracing
And one facing me moves to say "hellay".
His skin's all covered in slimy lumps.
With lips that slide across each chin.
His twisted limbs like rubber stamps
Are waved in welcome say 'Please join in.'
My grip must be flipping,
Cos his handshake keeps slipping,
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on smiling all the time.
"We like you, have tasted love.
Don't be alarmed at what you see,
You yourself are just the same
As what you see in me."
Me, like you? like that!
"You better watch it son, your sentence has only just begun
You better run and join your brother John."
A VISIT TO THE DOKTOR
"You're in the colony of slippermen.
There's no who? why? what? or when?
You get out if you've got the gripe
To see, Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper-
He'll whip off your windscreenwiper
John and I are able
To face the Doktor and his marble table.
Understand Rael, it's the end of your tail.
"Don't delay, dock the dick!"
I watch his countdown timer tick......
He places the number into a tube,
A yellow plastic "shoobedoobe".
It says: "Though your fingers may tickle
You'll be safe in our pickle."
Suddenly, black cloud comes down from the sky.-acapo
Writer(s): PETER GABRIEL, STEVE HACKETT, PHIL COLLINS, MICHAEL RUTHERFORD, ANTHONY BANKS
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