I shudder away From london It’s a nightmare Coming home If money talks I’ve pursed lips And I’ve left My tongue at home
Past beechams’ Headache-free factory It’s smoking too And I’m pondering Which science I’ll leave my body to
There’s no reincarnation You’re only human once So make yourself at home
An un-sober hippy Lying naked on his back Says he plays For cardboard city Not out of spite But because of the fact that People paper over cracks In sunny retreats until Their heart attacks them
There’s no reincarnation You’re only human once So make yourself at home
I don’t care For the big world out there Keep me away From the window It’s a small world Wherever we go So make yourself at home
