King Crimson - Neurotica Lyrics
Good morning, its 3am in this great roaringCity full of garbage eaters ravaging parkingSpots beneath my plaza window I see cheetah in theirTight skins and tired heels all-night hippo inThe diner crossing the street swarthy heards of youngImpala flambastic gibbon even a struggling monzaAnd over there that brilliant head ornament on thatJapanese macaque but look closely at the hammerhead handIn hand with the mandrill, its a sight youreUnlikely to see anywhere else on the planet...The stench and noise, yes, yes, the howlersResonating repertoire is not too bad when mixed withThe more musical twern of the tropical warbler but theImpatient taxi blare the squawking elderly ibis andThe glass-eye snapper hawking papers I can certainlyLive without also be cautious of the poisonousBoomslang laughter social droppings of the fruit batAnd purple queen fish and whos that babbler conversingWith a magazine stand? evidently hes getting a goodReply...Arrive in neuroticaThrough neon heat diseaseI swear at the swarming heardsI sweat the foul terrainI rove the moving sceneryI have no finNo wing no stingerNo claw no camouflageI have no more to say...Say...isnt that an elephant fish on the corner overThere look at that blush baby mud puppy noolbengerRhinoderma marmoset spring peeper shingleback skinkSiren skate starling sun-gazer spoonbill and suckers,They seem to be everywhere, well its a live revueRandom animal parts now playing nightly right here in neurotica...So long...
