Amphitheatre - The Legendary Pink Dots

Found a hand in the sand

Where they covered up the remnants

Not enough to show the Joneses

But should look good on our wall

Not too clean, nicotine

Really never saw a nail file;

Still two others tried to claim it

But I just swept past them all

And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre

Hear them sing, feel them swing:

Aren’t you trembling with excitement?

Can’t stop my pulse from racing

When I’m faced with scenes like this

Caesar lives, the Empire lives

Must be twenty fires burning

If the guard would loose the lions

I would surely die in bliss

And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre

Do you like my cross, as it sparkles in the white light?

Cut in solid silver, swinging round my neck

Thousands died on them, millions died for one

Impressive as …

But we can’t sling a stake around your neck

No, you can’t sling a stake around your neck

Standing here, sipping beer:

Aren’t we being rather tasteless?

I’m ravenous with hunger

Can’t we simply sneak back home?

Harmless fools, gaping ghouls

And they’ve never seen a car crash

It’s raining and it’s raining

Not a freak’s night out in Rome

And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre

Gazing down at the ground

Where the flies move around my carcass

Said you had to be a martyr

To raise interest from a crowd

But I can fly, I can fly

If I could just see their faces

As I glide between the planets

Playing I-Spy from a cloud

And the rain beats down on the amphitheatre