Lyrics:
forever.
If you live forever,
then you begin to dream of death, death, death, death, death.
Ezra Pound sat upon my bed,
asked me which books as of late I
sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?!"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh
Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in
sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers
sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?!"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh
Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting
"Which side are you on?"
And Ezra Pound and T s eliot
They're fighting in the captain's tower
While
grida "ce ne stanno ancora"
E Ezra Pound e Thomas Eliot
Fanno a pugni nella torre di comando
I suonatori di calipso ridono di loro
Mentre il
To Desolation Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot
I found an Ezra Pound
And made a bet that if I found a cigarette
I'd drop it all and marry you
Just then a song comes on
You Can't Always Get What
I found an Ezra Pound
And made a bet that if I found a cigarette
I'd drop it all and marry you
Just then a song comes on
You Can't Always Get What
escaping
To Desolation Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S.
sweet
Love me like I love my feet
Sit me down with Ezra Pound
But don't forget to eat
Or cause a country boy to cook
A carrot or a cake
But don't
and lemonade
In my brain I rearrange
The letters on the page
To spell your name
I found an Ezra Pound
And made a bet that if I found a cigarette
I'd
mañana,
Por qué no lo haci mas rápido? Chupalo entonces,
El flow es contenido, el contenido es el flow,
La inspiración no existe como lo dijo Ezra Pound
on a daisy
Pop a dose in Cappadocia, in a quarrel with Ezra Pound
Whose fascist ghost comes crawlin' when I land in London Town
Is anybody listening?
This
a liar, a stranger denier
Am I wrong?
Was I wrong?
Am I wrong?
Was I wrong?
Old town hoedown, old dog, dry hound
East bound, west bound
Slow down Ezra
sinners and crooks
I've been reading a poem
By a man named Ezra Pound
I guess he was looking for something
He ain't never found
I live downtown
Just across
away in the cornfield
Then there was Chatterton drinking rat
Poison (an extremely painful way to die
Even if you are a plagiarist)
And Ezra Pound dragged
more about men" I told her
"I know" she said, "Do you like me?"
"Of course" I told her
She brought me another drink
We talked about Ezra Pound, Van Gogh
The Marquis de Sade and Boccaccio
Both believed in ufos
Wyndham Lewis and Ezra Pound
rode that fascist merry go round
Six times seven is twenty three
The last
you sing too much about death and bad stuff going down
Your lyrics are weird, arcane and over-engineered, kind of like Ezra Pound
I said my brain's
Ezra Pound was a great young man,
Though possibly a bit of a dandy;
And when it comes to writing things down,
You know, he was pretty handy.
But
cans on the page
Did I say postmodern? Well, that was a lie!
I've been post-postmodern since junior high
CHORUS
Ezra Pound can't stop me (I'm
nas paru takich ludzi zna
Jeszcze słynny Sted jeszcze Ezra Pound
W życiu domem ich był underground
Człowiek chce jak ptak człowiek szczęścia chce
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