Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In The Flat Field, artist - Ikon. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
In The Flat Field |
| A gut pull drag on me |
| Into the chasm gaping we |
| Mirrors multi-reflecting this |
| Between spunk-stained sheet and odorous whim |
| Camera eye-flick-shudder within |
| Assist me to walk away in sin |
| Where is the string that Theseus laid? |
| Find me out this labyrinth place |
| I do get bored, I get bored |
| In the flat field |
| I get bored, I do get bored |
| In the flat field |
| Yin and yang lumber punch |
| Go taste a tart, then eat my lunch |
| And force my slender, thin and lean |
| In this solemn place of fill-wetting dreams |
| Of black-matted lace of pregnant cows |
| As life maps out onto my brow |
| The card is lowered in index turn |
| Into my filing cabinet hemispheres spurn |
| I do get bored, I get bored |
| In the flat field |
| I get bored, I do get bored |
| In the flat field |
| Let me catch the slit of light |
| For a maiden’s sake, on a maiden flight |
| In the flat field I do get bored |
| Replace with Piccadilly whores |
| In my yearn for some cerebral fix |
| Transfer me to that solid plain |
| Hammer me into blazen pain |
| Moulding shapes, no shame to waste |
| Moulding shapes, no shame to waste |
| And drag me there with deafening haste |