Текст песни The Colony of Slippermen: The Arrival / A Visit to the Doctor / Raven - Genesis

I wandered lonely as a cloud, Till I came upon this dirty street. I've never seen a stranger crowd; Slubberdegullions on a squeaky feet,
Continually pacing, With nonchalant embracing, Each orifice disgracing And one facing me moves to say "hellay".
His skin's all covered in slimy lumps. With lips that slide across each chin. His twisted limbs like rubber stamps Are waved in welcome say 'Please join in.'
My grip must be flipping, Cos his handshake keeps slipping, My hopes keep on dipping And his lips keep on smiling all the time.
"We like you, have tasted love. Don't be alarmed at what you see, You yourself are just the same As what you see in me."
Me, like you? like that!
"You better watch it son, your sentence has only just begun You better run and join your brother John."
"You're in the colony of slippermen. There's no who? why? what? or when?
You get out if you've got the gripe To see, Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper-he'll whip off your windscreenwiper
John and I are able To face the Doktor and his marble table.
Understand Rael, it's the end of your tail.
"Don't delay, dock the dick!" I watch his countdown timer tick...
He places the number into a tube, A yellow plastic "shoobedoobe". It says: "Though your fingers may tickle You'll be safe in our pickle." Suddenly, black cloud comes down from the sky. It's a supersize black bird that sure can fly.
The raven brings on darkness and night He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright. He takes the tube right out of my hands Man, I've got to find out where that black bird lands.
"Look here John, I've got to run I need you now, you going to come?" He says to me.
"Now can't you see Where the raven flies there's jeopardy.
We've been cured on the couch Now you're sick with your grouch. I'll not risk my honey pouch Which my slouch will wear slung very low."
He walks away and leaves me once again. Even though I never learn, I'd hoped he'd show just some concern.
I'm in agony of Slipperpain I pray my undercarriage will sustain. The chase is on, the pace is hot But I'm running so very hard with everything I've got. He leads me down an underpass Though it narrows, he still flies very fast, When the tunnel stops I catch sight of the tube, just as it drops. I'm on top of a bank, to steep to climb, I see it hit the water, just in time, to watch it float away.