Lyrics Corkscrew King - Momus

Corkscrew King

Bakatono bakemono henna ojisan\nGamushara sekuhara henna ojisan\nThe king is in the winter, in the winter of his prime\nWelcome to the kingdom of the Corkscrew King\nSee him pour a jet of wine across a concubine\nSee him try in vain to plunge the corkscrew in\nSee him eat sashimi from a naked woman’s breast\nSee him drink wakame sake from her sex\nSend in all the dancing girls and send in all the wine\nHe’s impotent, omnipotent, and only sixty-nine\nSend in Dr Mojo who can turn back time\nSend in more Viagra to halt the decline\nWhen you’re sixty-nine the sky is overcast\nThe castle flag is flying … half mast\nThe gate is shut, the canon blocked\nThe flower they fire at one o’clock half-cocked\nThe tower flops, the blossom drops\nThe king will play the shamisen\nBakatono bakemono henna ojisan\nGamushara sekuhara henna ojisan\nThe Yogi Dr Swami with his hand upon his thing\nGuru by appointment to the Corkscrew King\nSays, «A badger in the hand is worth a badger in the bush\nA badger down your pants, you’ve got to push push push»\nAn aged man, the poet says, is but a paltry thing\nA tattered coat upon a stick, unless he sing\nSo clap your hands for every wrinkle in your mortal dress\nJoin the throng and dance along with the Corkscrew King\nSend in Dr Mojo who can turn back time\nThe castle flag is flying and the weather’s fine\nBut when you’re sixty-nine the sky is overcast\nThe castle flag is flying … half mast\nThe gate is shut, the canon blocked\nThe flower they fire at one o’clock half-cocked\nThe tower flops, the blossom drops\nThe king will play the shamisen