Album Name : Waiting for Herb
Release Date : 1993-09-01
Song Duration : 3:11
Pogues Smell Of Petroleum
The Shaman came calling
He was howling at the moon
He offered me a vision
On the end of a silver spoon
He said he'd give me dreams
That all were in his powers
If only I would follow him
The universe was ours
Walked a thin white line to the coffin club
Downstairs from the devils den
Had a large double Jesus
Chased down with a shot of zen
The last thing I remember
Was lying in the tank
And when I came around again
Everything was blank
Floating high above the world
Out on the astral plane
I'm bouncing like a pinball
He's busy being born again
I met God on Primrose Hill
That's where he came to me
He stepped out of his saucer
And I got down on my knees
From his lips came just one world
He left me all aglow
I sat down and had a smoke
And watched the flowers grow
The bats are in the beifry
And the bubbles in the bong
The secret of the universe
Is hidden in this song
The Shaman left a crawling
As the dawn broke the gloom
Talking in some other tongue
And laughing like a loon
The early morning sunlight
Splashed colors on the wall
And I don't know if it ever
Really happened at all
The bats are in beifry
And the bubbles in the bong
The molecules inside my head
Are chiming like a gong
The bats are in the beifry
And the bubbles in a bong
The secret of the universe
Is hidden in this song
