Anthony Phillips - We're All As We Lie Lyrics
August saw a contest fit for Kingsfrom far and wide they came to trade their swingsLittle grubs with stone-age clubs and tanners' sonswith foxes' glovesthey came face to face the stiffest coarse since TringHarold took an eight-iron at the firsthopped the hedge while Tostig chipped and cursedSliced into a sticky patch and, playing out, he'd met his matchwhen lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperseSo, we're all as we lieWe're all as we're lyingNo, don't tell me it's time,It's all in the timing.Getting wiser, so much wiser, introspected ostraciser,drinking up with no holes barred to play..Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool,when suddenly the air began to coolOtto heard it, running back, and tried to stop the thudding crackas Luther strode up, crying "Winter Rules"."Holy Mackerel", cried the Papal Prince,"you're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced".Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiverand they halved the hole on points of sacramentsSo, we're all as we lieWe're all as we're lyingNo, don't tell me it's time,It's all in the timing.Getting wiser, so much wiser, Seven Sister sympathiserdrinking up with no holes left to play.The hour of confrontation now was nighas Plato and Justinian were tied,Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombattheir supremacy now could not be denied.The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pairas both advanced with silent, ashen staresBut there they stood, incredulous, the distancereading "Nebulous"And "Best of luck, Buzz Aldrin beat you there".So, we're all as we lieWe're all as we're lyingNo, don't tell me it's time,It's all in the timing.So, we're all as we lieWe're all as we're lyingNo, don't tell me it's time,or else I'll be crying
