Scott Walker Bolivia '95
Doctorie, give me a C
for this babaloo
Opiate me with that key, doctor
babaloo
Please, don't you laugh doc
Manos arriba bien
With springs tickling
less than two feet
from your chin
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
Save the crops and the bodies
from illness
from pestilence hunger and war
I journey each night like a Saint
to stand on this straw floor
our uniforms are loose
they look flimsy
night black shadows
under the peaks of our caps
shaved up to Augost
I still hear them singing
babaloo
babaloo
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
Hey you
Hey you
This isn't through
Opiate me
just for
me
with my
babaloo
please dont you laugh?
Manos arriba bien
again and again
again and again
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
I journey tonight I'm a saint
to stand on this straw floor
The tiles speckling
darker and darker
around my feet
