Robyn Hitchcock - Captain Dry lyrics

Wave on board for Captain Dry His arms are full of emptiness and loss Get on board with Captain Dry He may be brittle, but he's sure got cla** I got some money but I lost it in the spring A rich man is more venomous than acid I got some money but it wasn't worth a thing When the summer came I thawed out all my a**ets Heave on board with Captain Dry He points to you and then falls down the hole Get on board with Captain Dry He's got a substitute for self-control Here comes John Dyer with his head is full of lambs His mother's somewhere, often she's in Worcester I know she's dying, but I haven't sold my pram But everybody still believes in silence Get on board with Captain Dry The human cla**es always won the best Wave on board with Captain Dry The immigrants all love the captain best Get on board with Captain Dry The mussel clams the eyebrow like the ceiling of a dentist With a mussel who insisted He'll be worn by someone else he doesn't know