Truth is a diamond
A diamond is hard
You don’t exist
Without a Barclaycard
Sorry bout that

Look at those naked words dancing
Everyone’s very embarrassed.
Only one thing to do about it
Off with your clothes
And join in the dance.

When I am sad and weary
When I think all hope has gone
When I walk along High Holborn
I think of you with nothing on

I dreamed I was back in the playg
Yes I dreamed I was back in the p
Well the playground was three mile
It was broken black tarmac with a
Broken black dusty tarmac with a h

look at your hands
your beautiful useful hands
you’re not an ape
you’re not a parrot
you’re not a slow loris

It was like keeping a puppy in you
A secret puppy you weren’t allowed
Not even your best friend or your
You wanted to pat him stroke him c
All the time but you weren’t suppo

Lovers lie around in it
Broken glass is found in it
Grass
I like that stuff
Tuna fish get trapped in it

especially when it snows
and every tree
has its dark arms and widespread h
full of that shining angelfood
especially when it snows

Telephone told me that you were de
Now I hate every telephone’s stup
I’d rather sit here turning to a b
Than pick up any snake of a teleph

My Mother and Father died some ye
I loved them very much.
When they died my love for them
Did not vanish or fade away.
It stayed just about the same,