Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dialtone, artist - Momus. Date of issue: 22.10.2006
Song language: English
Dialtone |
| Eyes clear as dialtone |
| Are you at home? |
| Are you alone? |
| I call on the phone |
| Where have you gone, are you out on the street |
| Dead on your feet, or harvesting wheat? |
| My introvert, are you out chasing skirt? |
| Singing fiddle me rum |
| Fiddle me dumb |
| Your lady in her antechamber |
| Turtledove, my quivertail |
| My purple head, my nightingale |
| My corkscrewing fool |
| Cuckold coxcomb, is it me who’s insane |
| Or is it you who’s got sex on the brain? |
| Always discreet, always obscene |
| The Viscompte de Lisle is calling me still |
| Your lady in her antechamber |
| And time is passing |
| And you don’t call, and my crest falls |
| So where are you now? |
| Out with some cow at some Japanese inn |
| Opening pork cooked in its skin |
| Pouring red wine like blood down a string |
| Singing fiddle me rum |
| Fiddle me dumb |
| Your lady in her antechamber |
| Eyes clear as dialtone |
| Here comes the queen, always discreet |
| Always obscene |
| Pushing her luck like the pig who got stuck |
| Don’t think she hasn’t got men queuing up |
| The Marquis of Rochdale’s not there for good luck |
| Singing fiddle me rum |
| Fiddle me dumb |
| Your lady in her antechamber |