Marlow - Billy Woods

The simplest story, and, if you stay home and watch this on television, uh,

you’ll s-, it’ll be told again and again and again and nobody, every, ever-,

nobody ever gets tired of this story.

I call it «Man in a Hole»,

but it needn’t be about a man in a hole.

Somebody gets into trouble,

gets out of it again

Ah, ha ha

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way

Colors fade and bleed, a carousel of grey

New Years Day in Maine, weep for a working vein

Wonderin' the nerve it take to lay under lurchin' waves

Leapin' in praise, spittle sprays

The preacher overstays the pulpit

We shoulda stayed in caves, wailin' at the sepulchers

The hunted draws vultures, a sea of mea culpas

Hollowed out the culture, crawled inside

Skinwalker, they cast me out the tribe

Inkatha Freedom Party, I caught a vibe

Amidst the revelry

Black Orpheus caught Death’s eye

They killed it just to see it die

Don’t believe they lies

Ivan Ilyich naggin' pain in my side

Laugh in yiddish

Think in Kitchen English

Grimace, hunchbacked at the chemist

Gregor Samsa in the bed

Family’s wishin' this ugly business was finished

But you laughin' instead

You got plenty of meds

You orderin' movies with ya spiny legs splayed

Antennae spread, blind eyes twistin' out ya head

And the smell of rotting apples

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way

World gettin' warmer, we goin' the other way