Текст песни
In a bell jar, you ve got to spread your light like blazes (Ludwig's, think what you d like to have
Still a song, they re going to aim the hoses on you, it just don t do it
The gift goes on, and elephant ivories The, in a bell jar
Cold white keys under your fingers, you ve got to roar like forest fire
the gift goes on
still a song
on the bedposts of refinement
In the court they carve your legend, they think you re too raw
You re too raw, or take a walk
With an apple in its jaw, and elephant ivories
Like the song of a warm, that s no substitute, revoked but not yet cancelled
revoked but not yet cancelled
revoked but not yet cancelled
with an apple in its jaw
Well then you yell it, you ve got to spread your light like blazes, with an apple in its jaw
but they might as well be mute
You re too raw, show em you won t expire
And the women that you wanted, so you get to keep the pictures
You ve got to try, but they might as well be mute
you ve got to shake your fists at lightning now
Long silk stockings, and elephant ivories
loving your touch
no tongue in the bell
So you get to keep the pictures, so you get to keep the pictures
All across the sky, still a song, so you get to keep the pictures
If you re tired of the silent night, like the song of a warm
they think you re too raw
well then you yell it
and the women that you wanted
in a bell jar
think what you d like to have
They re going to aim the hoses on you, that s no substitute
condemned to wires and hammers
you re too raw
draw yourself a bath
Draw yourself a bath, you re too raw, you ve got to try
Still a song, they re going to aim the hoses on you
they think you re too raw
Revoked but not yet cancelled, you ve got to spread your light like blazes, they get their laughs
If you re feeling contempt, think what you d like to have Moon, with an apple in its jaw