Edgar Broughton Band - I Want To Lie

Are you going to anywhere
With living insects in your hair?
Hums the sky with D.D.T
Broken mutants hit the street.

I want to lie in a cool dark room

Don’t want to die in a cool dark room
With ivy filling the windows.
Low in a dark park two crystal lovers
And one broke heart ‘neath barren willow
Weeping in a river high in a wind howl,
Against pitiful man home,
Stand those without,
Underneath stench sky.

I WILL COME IN A DAZE..!
AT NIGHT, GREY, IN OLD CLOTHES.