The city i met was pink
I tasted the city, ate out in the city
But the sky called up to me and it said
"Here you can be the city"
Oh, what do I want, what do I want?
'I certainly want the city', I thought
A thousand thoughts for a thousand times
I've loved in sheets with it on my mind
You opened the doors
The doors onto the veranda
Well I ran outside in the mustard air
With my arms outstretched to feel her
I breathed in a city like a fool
But only because it was you
My homing guide
And you told me i could have
What you could not provide
Well, i believed you so
That we would last forever
We thought, we thought
Well I told you in the city light
And your face was warm and your eyes were bright
I wish I'd known
I was alone
In city life
The hideous monster and the beaver
Ugly monster kept house with the beaver
Head scraping against the kitchen ceiling
Cook for the beaver on the plastic dishes
And all the land was ice, ice
Grey morning light
"You poor baby beaver, beaver" he said
I sat on the beaver's face and he sat on the beaver's face
And told him what the problem was
In the light the monster was frying four eggs in a huge
Black frying pan
And golden buckwheat and rye in the toaster, hit the
Ceiling on to the blue tilled, err
To dutch china plates on the round red table
Rose petal jam, orange lemon
Ginger marmalade, plastic jelly jelly
The beaver was taking a shower
He refused to use shower curtains
So blue water was flooding the bathroom
The only thing the beaver saw was the white morning
Sunlight, and
And the only thing he heard was the shower water falling
Like a beating heart
Monster to the bear
"So its all power, power, power" cant sleep
Or think or dream of anything else
I hate you and I hate your money
The bear raged
The bear forgot himself and threw himself
Against the door even harder