Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summer's Cauldron, artist - XTC. Date of issue: 26.10.1986
Song language: English
Summer's Cauldron |
| Drowning here in Summer’s Cauldron |
| Under mats of flower lava |
| Please don’t pull me out this is how I would want to go Breathing in the boiling butter |
| Fruit of sweating golden inca |
| Please don’t heed my shout I’m relax in the undertow |
| When Miss Moon lays down |
| And Sir Sun stands up Me I’m found floating round and round |
| Like a bug in brandy |
| In this big bronze cup |
| Drowning here in Summer’s Cauldron |
| Trees are dancing drunk with nectar |
| Grass is waving underwater |
| Please don’t pull me out this is how I would want to go Insect bomber Buddhist droning |
| Copper chord of August’s organ |
| Please don’t heed my shout I’m relax in the undertow |
| When Miss Moon lays down |
| in her hilltop bed |
| And Sir Sun stands up raise his regal head |
| Me I’m found floating round and round |
| Like a bug in brandy |
| In this big bronze cup |
| Drowning here in Summer’s Cauldron |