And gold is nothing but glorified yellow
And silver a delusion thought up by grey
Bronze shamed itself by choosing s*** brown
Platinum upped and ran, ran, ran away
All fingers without thumbs, scrawling on napkins
Our squandered minutes, our lessons unlearnt
Dialogues and impatience, sickness without warning
All bridges look better when blistered and burnt
And the maid, she lays bare in her opal bath,
Swimming with toads in her inky black stew
"And men shall know not one thing of this,
And if they did they'd know not what they're to do!"
And Nadia whispered, she croaked her last words
Eight limbs behind her they kept a tight grip
"Beauty shall be convulsive or shall be not at all"
And with this she closed her eyes, let her sanity slip
And on the wasteland her diary, she remembered too late
All those words all those worries, what magpie would find
Her last breath all gone, she made the peace that she could
And prayed: "Ignorance observe, if you'd be so inclined!"
And Blue is the colour that eats up the skies
Green is the hue that makes home on our land
Pink is the flesh, all tainted with dirt
And Red Marks the Palms of our left and right hand
And silver a delusion thought up by grey
Bronze shamed itself by choosing s*** brown
Platinum upped and ran, ran, ran away
All fingers without thumbs, scrawling on napkins
Our squandered minutes, our lessons unlearnt
Dialogues and impatience, sickness without warning
All bridges look better when blistered and burnt
And the maid, she lays bare in her opal bath,
Swimming with toads in her inky black stew
"And men shall know not one thing of this,
And if they did they'd know not what they're to do!"
And Nadia whispered, she croaked her last words
Eight limbs behind her they kept a tight grip
"Beauty shall be convulsive or shall be not at all"
And with this she closed her eyes, let her sanity slip
And on the wasteland her diary, she remembered too late
All those words all those worries, what magpie would find
Her last breath all gone, she made the peace that she could
And prayed: "Ignorance observe, if you'd be so inclined!"
And Blue is the colour that eats up the skies
Green is the hue that makes home on our land
Pink is the flesh, all tainted with dirt
And Red Marks the Palms of our left and right hand