Baby

British Sea Power

Dance, dance 

Dancing kid on a snare drum today 
I look good in my winter coat, puffed up 
Like a puffin on the rock 

I saw the desert today 
Flash crack backward ageing 
Nitric Acid 

And there goes another legend up in smoke 
Not innocent or mercurial 

I powdered rhino horns for you 
And I'll serve it on a plate to you 
I still want you coming round here today 
Beautifully to my squirrel cage 

All is quiet on the western front today 
You have sunk all my battleships 
Oh the mystery, not your ivory 

I won't hurt you anymore...