Robyn Hitchcock - Mr Deadly lyrics

Randomly the radio that wanders through the stations like a train Flickers on the dashboard as the melody dissolves into his brain Hovering the kestral over chequered fields suspended in the air Settles on a movement and swoops down to find this time, there's nothing there And all who hear him say you must further gone then they And all who hear him say he must be mad to be himself around today All my final children will be sticky little mushrooms in a field Harvesting your future just by sitting there whatever will it yield And all who hear him say you must be further gone then they And all who hear him say he must be mad to be himself around today Around today Around today Around today