Come a-hither come a-hither to me under the canopy
Pull the sheets up high another milky sky
There are oranges and bananas and coffee with cream
Try to be patient now while your bother tells his dream
I remember a storm and a picnic by the lake
I remember the mess a little anger can make
I eat my breakfast like the food at a wake
Like a little lamb
Put me in the car and take me to my bed
There's a train in my blood and it's ringing in my head
In a bedroom so dark, a friend is a-napping
In the hallway there's a bar and a cane is a-tapping
On the floorboards
Carriage lamps flicker past the docks
And the crooked masts
And the palsied and the plagued and the streets of the ash
There were children they were singing all the sailors carols
Now they're hardluck faces round the fire
So put me in my car and take me to my bed
There's a train in my bloodstream and it's ringing in my head
It's the sun through the slats that keeps us coming back
In the morning there's an overripe meloncholy dog by the fireplace
A cradle the cradle a kiss and a fable
The den mothers hover all around you
The belle of the ball
The wines turned to gall
- :
- Wolf Songs for Lambs
- A Wicked Good Sampler, Volume 2
- Tremble Under Boom Lights
- When the Curtain Calls for You
- We Still Need More (Than Anyone Can Give)
- Les Inrockuptibles et la Fnac présentent : Une rentrée 97
- Deceptive 50
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 53: January 1998
- Jonathan Fire*Eater
- These Little Monkeys
- Dead Man on Campus
- Crippled Champions - The Crippled Bargain