Frank Black And The Catholics - Robert Onion текст песни

Robert, lead me into thought
Onion layers wait for you
Bounty of eternal fields
Every muscle knot I feel
Robert, tell me what to do
Tell exactly what you're not, yeah

Tails pushing grand whales
Heads hope to have the stuff
Each flag had no sail
Can you believe enough?

And though Diana calls to you
She will never, never yield
Every siren has her spot, yeah

Four hundred million
Oh, that is very far
Robert, sweet onion
Makes me feel so tired
Another layer and layers and layers

Oh, no, Robert, can you find your way?
Show me the way to come
Zugzwang got me in a way
Under my opposing thumb

Brandishing my shield
Robert leads me into thought
Into the dimming blue, blue

Nowhere in this world
For this old jack-tar
Three cheers for Robert
To the cinnabar
One ponders layers and layers and layers
And layers and layers and layers and layers
And layers and layers and layers and layers
And layers, Robert

Robert

Robert