Julian Cope - Reynard The Fox Lyrics
Hey in the pouring rainWhen the smell of terror brings a thousand eyesThe red men come againThey kill my children and they kill my wifeAnd then they leave me bleedingFamily dead, just freaking out bleedingStoned in the gutterEmpty of my colourI'm fried, fried, ticking in the sideBody twitched from side to sideI'm fried, fried, ticking in the sideBody twitched from side to sideRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runYou've got to run for an hour and you're still not doneYou've got to run, run, Reynard, run, run, runAway, away, away, away, awayHey in the ice and snowWhen the call up sounds to the real in deedBut do you really wanna knowHow we rode into freedom on whimsy and greedAnd they said your time is overI don't see any gallant callsI don't see an inch of reflexExcept to leave me bleedingBleeding, bleeding, bleedingI'm fried, fried, ticking in the sideBody twitched from side to sideI'm fried, fried, ticking in the sideBody twitched from side to sideRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runYou've got to run for an hour and you're still not doneRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runAway, away, awayRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runYou've got to run for an hour and you're still not doneRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runAway, away, away, away, awayRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runYou've got to run for an hour and you're still not doneRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runAway, away, awayRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runYou've got to run for an hour and you're still not doneRun, run, Reynard, run, run, runAway, away, away, away, awayReynard left and went to Warwickshire, to a mound nearA railway line, with canals and a freezing swamp.He climbs high up above the countrysideAnd breathes freely. To the south he could seePolesworth, and to the north he could just make outThe ruins of the priory where Joss and IPlayed cricket as children. We were only three milesAway, probably drinking tea and talking,(Have you heard about the orphan, sitting by the coffin)At the same time as he was taking the stanley knife outOf the bag. He pushed the point into his stomach,(His father's not a sinner no more)Until the light shone rightThrough. And then he reached down, and he took the bag.It's a plastic bagWith plastic handlesAnd plastic sidesAndAndAndAndAndHE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGEHE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGE
