Museum of Sex Songtext
von Robyn Hitchcock

On this roof I play this riff
Play it till my hands are hollow
You can play to the tomatoes
You can play to the Apollo

On this deck I stand erect
Like an egg for you to swallow
Kiss me till your light goes out
Kiss me till there′s no tomorrow

You don't have to look very far
You don′t have to look very far at all
You don't have to look very far
It's the end of your nose

Seaford, the museum of sex
Seaford, the museum of sex

In the end I′ll be a skull
Through my eyes the eels will wallow
In the end I′ll be your warning
Time is not for us to follow


You don't have to look very far
You don′t have to look very far at all
You don't have to look very far
It′s the end of your nose

Seaford, the museum of sex
Seaford, the museum of sex
(Oh, let's hear that riff)

On this roof I play this riff
Playin′ till my hands are hollow
Music is the antidote
To the world of pain and sorrow

You don't have to look very far
You don't have to look very far at all
You don′t have to look very far
It′s the end of your nose

The museum of sex
Ooh (Seaford)
It's the Museum of Sex
(Oh, let′s hear that riff again)


I love that old museum of sex
You never know what's happening next
Let′s go under the skin
Look at the shape that you're in
The museum of sex
The museum of sex