Robert Wyatt - A Last Straw lyrics

Seaweed tangled in our home from home, reminds me of your rocky bottom. Please don't wait for the paperweight, err on the good side. Touch us when we collapse. Into the water we'll go head over heel. We'll not grow fat inside the mammary gland. Seaweed tangled in our home from home, reminds me of your rocky bottom. Please don't wait for the paperweight, err on the good side. Touch us when we collapse. Into the water we'll go head over heel. A head behind me buried deep in the sand.