Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zanzibar, artist - Momus. Date of issue: 22.10.2006
Song language: English
Zanzibar |
| Autumn is warm |
| These are my golden years |
| Roll on a casino of shadows at the Ocean del Sol |
| Fortune is long |
| But these are the older years |
| When the waterfall spider sparkles and turns like a clock in the dark |
| Far from the spring |
| Sit in a barber’s chair |
| Still bringing glamour to towns where the hammer must fall |
| Feminine man |
| Tall in the evening air |
| With the Zulu who walks with you always by your side |
| And the pain goes |
| And explain those |
| Spiders are building their webs across skulls' eyes in the dark |
| Far from springtime |
| In a barber’s chair |
| Time to pull on the face that you keep in a jar by the door |
| Galloping ghosts |
| Take me to Zanzibar |
| Forward and forward the chargers they’re charging in dreams at least |
| Rallying round |
| The faces of every old ghost |
| In a postage stamp world we slipper away with a cradle of cats |
| In a postage stamp world |
| There is nothing yet left to believe in |
| For a fox-hunting man who has sold all his clothes to the slave trade |
| You are lovely in face |
| Love me in body and everything |
| You’ve got laughter and brains and I love you so much in your hat |
| And the pain goes |
| Further and further and deeper and deeper inside |
| And the time goes so slow in the winter time rolling in straw and hay |
| For a fox-hunting man |
| Who can stand in the fire and just fade away |
| You are lovely of face, you are lovely of body and soul |
| Galloping ghosts |
| Take me to Zanzibar |
| Forward and forward the chargers they’re charging in dreams at least |
| Rallying round |
| The faces of every old ghost |
| In a postage stamp world we slipper away with a cradle of cats |