Lyrics Poppy Byron - Steve Kilbey

Poppy Byron can you feel her pull
The 19th century made out of wool
Percy please come along for the ride
Poppy Byron what′s it feel like inside

Mary Shelly was watching a telly
On SBS it was in Mandarin
A snake on its belly
An eel in its jelly
Poppy Byron was calling us in
Instead, my head says gin

Poppy Byron now she's on her yacht
Poppy Byron giving what she′s got
The tiger with a golden high
Poppy Byron what's it feel like inside