Last Straw Lyrics

Robert Wyatt Last Straw

Seaweed tangled in our home from home
Reminds me of your rocky bottom
Please don't wait for the paperweight
Err on the good side
Touch us when we collapse
Into the water we'll go head over heel
We'll not grow fat inside
The mammary gland
Into the water we'll go
Head over heel
A head behind me
Buried deep in the sand