Julian Cope - Hanging Out & Hung Up On The Line lyrics

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