Indian Summer Letra

And then the stifling head, upon the sleeping streets,
Where children go down without a trace,
In rows of ten, with gappy teeth and their beautiful faces.

And I can fetch me an axe and I can fell me a tree,
And you can take a pan of sand but I can carry three
I can flick you pennies, if you'll only laugh for me,
It keeps you young and it keeps you free, they said.
When you're walking a thin line between the quick and the dead.

I have sat like stone, buried in my riches,
And I've got two amazing diamonds where my eyes should be
And I've got strips of sterling silver for a tongue.
And I never stand to protest or shout against injustice,
Cos my arse is made of marble and I've got lead instead of lungs,
I am a stunning work of are, I should be hung.

And they dance on grand pianos in a honey sweet hotel,
In my mind entrenched a wave of sense my skin remembers still.
And with an automatic flash I've brought them half-way round the world
And they're camping in my garden of remembrance.

And I can fetch me an axe and I can fell me a tree,
And you can take a pan of sand but I can carry three
I can flick you pennies, if you'll only laugh for me,
It keeps you young and it keeps you free, they said.
When you're walking a thin line between the quick and the dead.