Iggy

They flag you down when you speed out
They flag you down when you speed out
They flag you down when you speed out
They flag you down when you speed out

Iggy tell me how to deal
With the traverse of time
While we drive to Glasgow
Via Sanquhar
Say that I'm on to something
And that you feel it too

If I were a child, embalmed in spice
The boot in the face, the egg-coloured bile
I'd be spitting in the vespers of evening
Eager to let the parachute loose

I am elated today
Rotten tomorrow, ugly forever
It is a blessing to see you
From whom I deviate

Days and weeks and years I walk
With a second beating heart

Iggy I can drive, Iggy I'll define
Every sonnet singing mother, supply
Self-service, souvenirs, cinema tickets
Sugar, I can make you feel fine
A fortune, a future, today
Madness, tomorrow, sweetness
Forever living lame in memory
You were grown in the first breed
Born in the last days

Iggy tell me how to deal
With the traverse of time
While we drive to Glasgow
Via Sanquhar
Say that I'm on to something
And that you feel it too

Iggy tell me how to deal
With the traverse of time
While we drive to Glasgow
Via Sanquhar
Say that I'm on to something
And that you feel it

What lotus you belong to
Now all this time foregoes you?
The hours are insidious
Intervals the true
Opiate of history
A gift is nice but shut between
The extreme and the expertise
You turn the leaves
And flag me down, so you speed out
You flag me down, so you speed out
You flag me down and you speed out
You flag me down

Iggy tell me how to deal
With the traverse of time
While we drive to Glasgow
Via Sanquhar
Say that I'm on to something
And that you feel it too

Iggy tell me how to deal
With the traverse of time
While we drive to Glasgow
Via Sanquhar
I am on to something
Can't you feel it?
Don't you
Feel it?

Days and weeks and years I walk
With a second beating heart