Momus Threnody
Yikes! The executioners come wobbling round again
Excited by the stench of burning wafting from your home
And there you sit a-journalling, a-journalling your pain
A-rotting like a butterfly a-trampled down to loam
Trampled down to loam
Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass
We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed
Giddier by the minute, straggling along
See the club-nosed horse-legged nervous stalwart on the throne
A braggart on the throne
A swaggerer on the throne
Trampled down to loam
And so you go a-journalling
A-journalling your pain
Ecolashing panic 'cause
The skunks are here again
Three slim maids, their nakedness
A poisonous display
A long and snaking caravan heading up to Spain
Heading up to Spain
Night becomes electric with metaphors of caves
A double-headed bone flute toots a threnody for the brave
The great grey Groke she flashes as she sweeps across the earth
Crafty eyes, a lofty sea-cap flashing in the fire
Flashing with desire
Flashing 'cross the earth
Flash for all you're worth
Yikes! The executioners come wobbling round again
Excited by the stench of burning wafting from your home
And there you sit a-journalling, a-journalling your pain
A-rotting like a butterfly a-trampled down to loam
Trampled down to loam
Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass
We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed
Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass
We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed
Giddier by the minute, straggling along
See the club-nosed horse-legged nervous stalwart on the throne
A braggart on the throne
A swaggerer on the throne
Trampled down to loam
