I am the man from the planet Marzipan |
| Good to see you |
| My eyes are screwed up tight, unaccustomed to the light |
| And all my arms and all my legs are much too long |
| Much too long |
My head is in a state, unaccustomed to the weight |
| I wear this mild expression, I'm an alien to aggression |
| Music only does me in my skins so thin |
There's so much that I can't take in |
| There's so much that I can't take in |
| There's so much that I daren't take in |
Can you feel through my skin to me? |
| Can you feel through my skin to me? |
Throw a tarpaulin over me |
| I look like a rotary washing line |
| I am the face of 2069 |
| I have trouble with my breathing |
| My net-curtain lungs |
| And the thoughtlessness of other people's careless tongues |
The air's so thin |
| Oh my skin |
| The air's so thin |
| Oh my skin |
I am the man from the planet Marzipan |
| My eyes are screwed up tight, unaccustomed to the light |
| I wear this mild expression, I'm an alien to aggression |
The air's so thin |
| Oh my skin |
| Oh my skin.. |
I'm so close.. |
| I'm so close to a breakdown |
| A constant crisis in the heart |
What the hell is going on here? |
| Earth creatures. Amazing, beautiful and mad. |
| Monkeys trying to be stars |
| Monkeys carrying their Gods around |
| Lies and murder in the name of heaven |
| Seen it all before in the kindergartens of the Universe |
| It would be quaint if it wasn't so damned scary |
I can't listen and I can't watch |
| I can see inside the machine |
| I can see the join! I can see the join. |
Can you feel through my skin to me? |
| Can you see through my skin? |
| It's all here in my skin, you see |
| It's all here in my skin, |
| Here in my skin! |
If you really look |
| It's a nursery book. |