Leopards — текст песни (machine gun fellatio)

I-I-I-I`ve been thinking `bout floodbank levies
We`ve been talking `bout floodmark risin`
Next time you go screechin` `bout float-feed
I`ll take steps to make you think again

Six past seven and I`m in sunshine
Smilin` at pigeons, scratchin` my chest
Some days nobody goes to work
They all come laughin` - picnic in my head

And when you look for me, I`ll have taken your leopard skin
Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he`s St. Francis
Birds hangin` off his head

You`ve been sayin` that I don`t make sense
Tellin` me you can`t cope with my birdsong
You`ve been dishing out so much doublespeak
Spittin` out nonsense for months too long

And when you look for me, I`ll have taken your leopard skin
Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he`s St. Francis
Birds hangin` off his head
Don`t you feel that in some time future
Next week, last week - Over Number 88
Just when we can talk to each other
Delay the new ball and make this leopard spin
Make this leopard spin
Make this leopard