Arthur Brown - City Melody lyrics

"Come along now, it's time to go." "This is still my ship, will you kindly go ashore!" "I'm afraid this isn't a ship, and you're not a captain." "Look around you: the mast, the deck, the helm!" "If you say that you are still the captain of a ship I see we must resort to stupid use of force." Past peace signs gaily tattooed on the snarling jaws of war Past politicians drooling over choices ........... With gorseflesh sown across your nose to sift the air from .... Your mind is a disease in your heart And your body prickles in VD "How much is life worth on the junkyard?" "Six pence a bone, a shilling a hairy armpit" Choice cut abreast is sold at the mortuary And the (queue?) grows from my brain Confound their politics Frustrate their knavish tricks On Thee our hopes we fix God save the Queen!