Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heads, artist - Hawkwind. Date of issue: 01.09.2013
Song language: English
Heads |
| Our limits of the infinite have never been defined |
| Spirit lies in atrophy in a state too late to unwind |
| Trophies on the back shelf procreating all our race |
| Ideals of our fantasies on which all things are based |
| Collecting every prospect, run them through your texts |
| With Mallachian expressions they end up like the rest |
| In glass booths they’re wired with needles in their flesh |
| Pickled for posterity and eternally refreshed |
| So link yourself to others, talk yourself to sleep |
| It’s all so superficial, no use for you to weep |
| No use for you to weep, no use for you to weep |
| No use for you to weep, no use for you to weep |
| No use for you to weep, no use for you to weep |
| So place your trust in science for it has come so far |
| Where necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Where necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |
| Necromancy lives forever preserved within a jar |