I saw three dogs flying/f——ing, there was a man on the end Squaring the circle and studying zen I saw a drunk old lady pissing in a bin It was far too high, she couldn't stop The man with the photograph failed to appear In that kind of rain where an umbrella's no use The bird lay bleeding, I couldn't break its neck I get anonymous phone bills from a pope I've never met
Don't start me off It's beginning, to, and back again Don't start me off
Right now, there's a man who could take advantage I wouldn't like to spend an hour locked inside him He always had an eye for it, we all threw a shoe Nicely underlined, our table turned again