Hanging Out And Hung Up On The Line - Julian Cope
Well the blues had a baby
And the bastard couldn't sing
So the priest holds the candle
And the parents kiss the ring
Someone shouted
Let's keep the afterbirth and throw the kid away
And I fried my brain-sac
For the pain I felt today
So I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again
See if I can get clean
Come on split my head wide open
Scoop out a little of my brain
Need some identification
Julian Cope the very same
Yeah and this is not a dainty
World to set before the swine
Guess it looks like I'm hanging
Out and hung up on the line
Winter's getting warmer
The ice-caps are melting
I've got the whole Blues of Creation
Snapping at my heels
So I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again
See if I can get clean
Come on split my head wide open
Scoop out a little of my brain
Need some identification
Julian Cope the very same
Yeah and this is not a dainty
World to set before the swine
Guess it looks like I'm hanging
Out and hung up on the line
I looked in the mirror stared at the shelf
I said Doctor doctor doc
I can't be myself
Since 1904 this pathway's been just fine
So why should I be hanging out
And hung up on the line
Why should I be hanging out
And hung up on the line
Hanging out hanging out
Hanging out hanging out
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world
And this is not a dainty world to set before the swine
Guess it looks like I'm hanging out
And hung up on the line
Looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line
Looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line
Looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line
Looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line