Lyrics Black Castles - The Legendary Pink Dots

Black Castles

In the street, they’re digging holes and in the sinks
They’re swilling coal-tar, baby.
Feathers stuck on
Poles.
They’re waiting for the gas man (Goo-goo-
Ga-chew!) Tube train claims its fifteenth victim of an
Average week.
He tripped.
A family man with no
Ambition, meek as plastic tulips.
He made it to page
53, they wrapped him round a fish and threw him
In the stew (Goo-goo-ga-chew.) Tuesday, it rained
Glue balls;
Wednesday morning was the smog
They moved in on the West Side--rubber masks
On.
They torched the whole damn lot.
The people
Died;
they fenced it off.
But still te peepos watch
From the top floor of the Euro Tower.
Round and
Round, 12 hours.
Fountains.
Fillet steak, a waiter with
A bow-tie.
Press it, squeeze it, and it spits.
Oh
Cologne!
We smell OK, the O-Zone's safe, we
Keep things underground.
The sound we hear is
Sweet soul music to the tannoy.
Chew your gum and
Close your eyes and nothing can annoy you