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Itâs a down beat, the beat comes down
And rides the Monarch out of town
The Monarch is a butterfly whoâs built the same as you and I
He wears blue jeans with a wine belly
Heâs secreting royal jelly
Which his consort loves to cook
And then they peer in the cooking book
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Everyone is made of meat
Theyâre full of life and life is sweet
Sweet as honey to the bear heâll
Tear you into bits of hair
And if they cut him open after
He has eaten all your laughter
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Hello tiny madam, can I comfort you tonight
When the priest has gone? Oh, right -
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlife, a-hooo
Welcome to our living room
Where the iguanas loom
They gaze out at the giant leaves
Magnolias that brush the eaves
Itâs always coming to an end
Itâs always dark around the bend
But I will stay with you beyond
Everything thatâs been and goneâ¦
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight
Hello tiny madam, can I comfort you tonight?
With the tiny world so bright -
Iâm gonna see you in the afterlight a-hoo
A-hooo
- Album:
- Robyn Hitchcock
- The Man Upstairs
- Love From London
- Tromsø, Kaptein
- Propellor Time
- Goodnight Oslo
- I Often Dream Of Trains In New York
- Shadow Cat
- Eye
- Black Snake Diamond Role
- Respect
- Miscellaneous
- Perspex Island
- Storefront Hitchcock
- Storefront Hitchcock: Music from the Jonathan Demme Picture
- I Often Dream of Trains In New York (Live)
- I Often Dream of Trains
- I Wanna Go Backwards
- I Wanna Go Backwards Box Set
- Sex, Food, Death, and Tarantulas