Teksty: Robyn Hitchcock. Antwoman.

Being

I know my type and she's out there
I know my type and she's out there

See the dark seeds
See the dark barristers gliding away

Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord
Alright for you and you only

Being just contaminates the void

Being

In a southerly breeze
In a southerly breeze
In a southerly breeze