An Elegant Chaos Songtext

von Julian Cope

Home, I was happy for awhile but the joke is over
Looking down at the carefully laid out infamy
Take a scythe take a scythe to the rotting core of manned vegetation
Now I sigh at the cool cool attitude to ignorance
The look in your eye when you gave this to me
Has put me on my guard
In this elegent chaos I stand to one side

Shouting hard, was I forced into this or was it given to me
It's a nice idea as a gift or something to try for a while
Seventy years its neither one thing nor the other
My mixed fear is to dig in at last and have it taken away
The look in your eye when you gave this to me
Has put me on my guard
In this elegent chaos I stand to one side

Its not a problem of secrecy I take it in my stride
Did I learn to breath to be killed like this
Faces to the glass I see them televise my death
Oh and here comes the part where I break down and cry

People I see just remind me of moo-ing like a cow in the grass
And thats not to say that theres anything wrong with being a cow anyway
But people are people with the added advantage of the spoken word
We're getting on fine but I feel more of a man when I get with the herd
The look in your eyes when you gave this to me
Has put me on my guard
In this elegent chaos I stand to one side...