Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nine Funerals of the Citizen King , by - Henry Cow. Song from the album Legend, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 06.09.1973
Record label: Henry Cow
Song language: English
Nine Funerals of the Citizen King |
| Down beneath the spectacle of free |
| No one ever let you see |
| The Citizen King |
| Ruling the fantastic architecture of the burning cities |
| Where we buy and sell |
| La la la la la la la la la la la la |
| That the Snark was a Boojum all can tell |
| But a rose is a rose is a rose |
| Said the Mama of Dada as long ago as 1919 |
| You make arrangements with the guard |
| Halfway round the exercise yard |
| To sugar the pill |
| Disguising the enormous double-time the king pays to Wordsworth |
| More than you or I could reasonably forfeit to buy… |
| Double-time the king pays to Wordsworth |
| More than you or I could reasonably buy… |
| If we live (we live) to tread on dead kings |
| Or else we’ll work to live to buy the things we multiply |
| Until they fill the ordered universe |
| Down beneath the spectacle of free |
| No one ever let you see |
| The Citizen King |
| Ruling the fantastic architecture of the burning cities |
| Where we buy and sell |
| La la la la la la la la la la la la |
| That the Snark was a Boojum all can tell |
| But a rose is a rose is a rose |
| Said the Mama of Dada as long ago as 1919… |