Summers Cauldron — текст песни (Xtc)

Drowning here in summers cauldron

Under mats of flower lava

Please dont pull me out this is how I would want to go

Breathing in the boiling butter

Fruit of sweating golden inca

Please dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertow



When miss moon lays down

And sir sun stands up

Me Im found floating round and round

Like a bug in brandy

In this big bronze cup

Drowning here in summers cauldron



Trees are dancing drunk with nectar

Grass is waving underwater

Please dont pull me out this is how I would want to go

Insect bomber buddhist droning

Copper chord of augusts organ

Please dont heed my shout Im relax in the undertow



When miss moon lays down

In her hilltop bed

And sir sun stands up

Raise his regal head

Me Im found floating round and round

Like a bug in brandy

In this big bronze cup

Drowning here in summers cauldron