Koo-koo-ka-choo I shot the eggman
Under an April morning sky
Immersed in capuccino,
and dirty magazines
Like David Sylvian in my dreams
So from the second floor
A violent sound like laughter
Someone screams `St. Francis Square police!`
Pictures in the pond,
floating rather pointlessly
Sont les mots qui vont
`Please knock me down!`
Everyone says he was first
to be king of the underground
Finally, finally, dottee Home and free
Portobello weekender just you and me
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