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Author: Robyn Hitchcock Released on 5
records:
I Often Dream Of Trains, 1995 (CD) Sequel Records RSA CD 821
I Often Dream Of Trains, 1995 (CD) Rhino Records R2 71822
I Often Dream Of Trains, 1986 (Vinyl LP) Relativity Records 88561-8082-1
I Often Dream Of Trains, 1986 (CD) Midnight Music CHIME 00.05 CD
I Often Dream Of Trains, 1984 (Vinyl LP) Midnight Music CHIME 00.05 S
Robyn Hitchcock Says: RH: "Furry Green Atom Bowl" is to do with eggs, really, to do
with the cycle of life. You know, all this theory of sub-atomic
worlds and how this world, if you shrink down to the smallest thing
you can ever do--did you used to read "The Atom," an American
comic?--well, right down there. If you shrink right down you can
fall between worlds. It's quite possible that we make up--this solar
system makes up--one atom. The whole thing might be part of
someone's kitchen table, and the reason people can't see beyond the
end of the universe is 'cause that's where the table stops.
Furry green eye in a furry green hole
It's a furry green atom bowl
Furry green eye in a furry green bowl
It's a furry green atom bowl
Spread that dust, spread that dust
Spread that dust in a reaching way
As the dead bug flares, dead bug flares
Dead bug flares in the swollen globe
Furry green mole in a furry green hole
It's a furry green atom bowl
Verdegris verdegris
Verdegris verdegris
Verdegris verdegris
The lid comes off like a casserole
The lid comes off like a casserole
The steam comes up the devil's nose
He knows, he knows, he always knows
He sits there in a silver cone
Drumming his fingers on a golden throne
He loves that smell
He loves that smell
That swollen bowl, it blew up whole
That swollen bowl, it blew up whole
And the black was hungry when it came down
So it et the world for miles around
Sticky black meat, sticky black meat
Will flood your street, will flood your street
Sticky black oil will boil your soil
Furry green eye in a furry green hole
It's a furry green atom bowl
Furry green eggs on furry green legs
Big ones, small ones, out they roll
Gonna shake my pie, gonna bake my soul
Well, it's a crusty old pie, it's a crusty old pie
But it's a crusty old world, it's a crusty old world
And underneath, underneath
There's roots and bulbs, roots and bulbs
Gonna mix 'em all up in the atom bowl
Big ones, small ones, out they roll
Big ones, small ones, out they roll
Big ones, small ones, out they roll
In a new formation
In a new formation
In a new formation
In a new formation
Spell a brand new world with the same old letters
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
Roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
Roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
And that's the way to stay
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
And that's the way to stay
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
There's roots in the earth and kidneys in the body
And that's the way to stay
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