Well the blues had a baby and the ba*tard couldn't sing
So the priest holds the candle and the parents kiss the ring
Someone shouted "Let's keep the afterbirth and throw the kid away"
Me? And I fried my brain-sac for the pain I felt today.
So I go out and come in again, so I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again, see if I can get clean.
Come on, split my head wide open, Scoop out a little of my brain
Need some identification? Julian Cope - the very sane
Yeah and this is not a dainty world to set before the swine
Guess it looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line
Winter's getting warmer, the ice-caps are melting
I've got the whole Blues of Creation, snapping at my heels
So I go out and come in again, so I go out and come in again
So I go out and come in again, see if I can get clean.
Come on, split my head wide open, scoop out a little of my brain
Need some identification? Julian Cope - the very sane.
Yeah and this is not a dainty world to set before the swine
Guess it looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line
I looked in the mirror, stared at the shelf
I said "Doctor, doctor, doc, I can't be myself"
Since 1904, this pathway's been just fine
So why should I be hanging out and hung up on the line,
Why should I be hanging out and hung up on the line,
Hanging out - hanging out - we're hanging out.
And this is not a dainty world - and this is not a dainty world,
And this is not a dainty world to set before the swine,
Guess it looks like I'm hanging out and hung up on the line.