Dead Finks Don't Talk (Brian Eno)
oh cheeky cheeky
oh naughty sneaky
you're so perceptive
and I wonder how you knew
but these finks don't walk too well
a bad sense of direction
and so they stumble round in threes
such a strange collection
oh, you headless chicken
can those poor teeth take so much kicking?
you're always so charming
as you peck your way up there
and these finks don't dress too well (oh no)
no discrimination (oh no)
to be a zombie all the time (oh no)
requires such dedication (oh no)
oh please sir, will you let it go by,
'cos I failed both tests with my legs both tied
in my place the stuff is all there
i've been ever so sad for a very long time
my my, they wanted the works:
can you this? and that? I never got a letter back
more fool me, bless my soul
more fool me, bless my soul
more fool me, bless my soul
more fool me, bless my soul
more fool me, bless my soul
oh perfect masters
they thrive on disasters
they all look so harmless
till they find their way up here
but dead finks don't talk too well (oh no)
they've got a shaky sense of diction (oh no)
it's not so much a living hell (oh no)
it's just a dying fiction (oh no)
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