Текст песни Neurotica - King Crimson
Good
morning,
it′s
3 a.m
in
this
great
roaring
city
Full
of
garbage
eaters,
ravaging,
parking
spots
beneath
my
plaza
window
I
see
cheetah
in
their
tight
skins
and
tired
heels
All-night
hippo
in
the
diner
crossing
the
street
Swarthy
herds
of
young
impala
flambastic
gibbon
Even
a
struggling
monza
And
over
there
that
brilliant
head
ornament
on
that
Japanese
macaque
But
look
closely
at
the
hammerhead
hand
in
hand
with
the
mandrill
It's
a
sight
you′re
unlikely
to
see
anywhere
else
on
the
planet
The
stench
and
the
noise,
yes,
yes
The
howler's
resonating
repertoire
is
not
too
bad
When
mixed
with
the
more
musical
twern
of
the
tropical
warbler
But
the
impatient
taxi
blare,
the
squawking
elderly
ibis
And
the
glass-eye
snapper
hawking
papers,
I
can
certainly
live
without
Also
be
cautious
of
the
poisonous,
boomslang
laughter
Social
droppings
of
the
fruit
bat
and
purple
queen
fish
And
who's
that
babbler
conversing
with
a
magazine
stand?
Evidently
he′s
getting
a
good
reply
Arrive
in
Neurotica
through
neon
heat
disease
I
swear
at
the
swarming
herds
I
sweat
the
foul
terrain
I
rove
the
moving
scenery
Arrive
in
Neurotica
through
neon
heat
disease
I
swear
at
the
swarming
heards
I
sweat
the
foul
terrain
I
rove
the
moving
scenery
I
have
no
fin,
no
wing,
no
stinger
No
claw,
no
camouflage
I
have
no
more
to
say
Say,
isn′t
that
an
elephant
fish
on
the
corner
over
there
Look
at
that
bush
baby,
mud
puppy,
noolbenger
Rhinoderma,
marmoset,
spring
peeper,
shingleback
skink
Siren,
skate,
starling,
sun-gazer,
spoonbill,
and
suckers
They
seem
to
be
everywhere,
well
it's
a
live
revue
Random
animal
parts
now
playing
nightly,
right
here
in
Neurotica
So
long
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