August Hair Songtext
von Robyn Hitchcock

August hair
Almost there
And then you ride to me

August brain
Feels no pain
And then you ride to me

Deep inside your murky heart-o
Meat or fish, I
Swim around you


Deep inside your milky sign and
Meet and never
Did I find you

August hair
Far away
And you trying out my name

August hair
Is almost there
And then your archers came

Deep inside this ghostly haze-o
Meet a pope you
Still amaze me -- Ah...

Deep below this modern ceiling -- Ah...
You will always always keep me feeling -- Ah...