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Pogues Waiting For Herb Smell Of Petroleum (Jem Finer) The Shaman came a calling He was howling at the moon He offered me a vision On the end of a silver spoon He said he'd give me dreams That all were in his powers If only I would follow him The universe was ours Walked a thin white line to the coffin club Downstairs from the devils den Had a large double Jesus Chased down with a shot of Zen The last thing I remember Was lying in the tank And when I came around again Everything was blank Floating high above the world Out on the astral plane I'm bouncing like a pinball He's busy being born again I met God on Primrose Hill That's where he came to me He stepped out of his saucer I got down on my knees >From his lips came just one word He left me all aglow I sat down and had a smoke And watched the flowers grow The bats are in the belfry And the bubbles in the bong The secret of the universe is hidden in this song The Shaman left a crawling As the dawn broke the gloom Talking in some other tongue And laughing like a loon The early morning sunlight Splashed colours on the wall And I don't know if it ever Really happened at all The bats are in the belfry And the bubbles in the bong The molecules inside my head Are chiming like a gong The bats are in the belfry And the bubbles in the bong The secret of the universe Is hidden in this song ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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