The Colony Of Slippermen Lyrics - Lamb Lies Down On Broadway - Genesis

i) The Arrival 

I wandered lonely as a cloud, 

Till I came upon this dirty street. 

I've never seen a stranger crowd; 

Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet, 

Continually pacing, 

With nonchalant embracing, 

Each orifice disgracing 

And one facing me moves to say "hellay". 

Your skin's all covered in slimy lumps. 

With lips that slide across each chin. 

His twisted limbs like rubber stumps 

Are waved in welcome say "Please join in:" 

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My grip must be flipping, 

Cos his handshake keeps slipping, 

My hopes keep on dipping 

And his lips keep on smiling all the time. 

"We, like you, have tasted love. 

Don't be alarmed at what you see, 

You yourself are just the same 

As what you see in me." 

Me, like you? Like that! 

"You better watch it son, your sentence has only just begun 

You better run and join your brother John:' 

ii) A Visit to the Doktor 

"You're in the colony of slippermen. 

There's no who? why? what? or when? 

You can get out if you've got the gripe 

To see, Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper 

- he'll whip off your windscreenwiper." 

John and I are able 

To face the Doktor and his marble table. 

He said . . . 

The Doktor: 

Understand Rael, that's the end of your tail. 

"Don't delay, dock the dick!" 

I watch his countdown timer tick . . . 

iii) The Raven 

He places the number into a tube, 

It's a yellow plastic shoobedoobe. 

It says: "Though your fingers may tickle 

You'll be safe in our pickle." 

Suddenly, black cloud come down from the sky. 

Its a supersized black bird that sure can fly. 

The raven brings on darkness and night 

He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright. 

He takes the tube right out of my hands 

Man, I've got to find where that black bird lands. 

"Look here John, I've got to run 

I need you now, you're going to come?" 

He says to me . . . 

"Now can't you see 

Where the raven flies there's jeopardy? 

We've been cured on the couch 

Now you're sick with your grouch. 

I'll not risk my honey pouch 

Which my slouch will wear slung very low." 

He walks away and leaves me once again. 

Even though I never learn, 

I'd hoped he'd show just some concern. 

I'm in the agony of Slipperpain 

I pray my undercarriage will sustain. 

The chase is on, the pace is hot 

But I'm running so very hard with everything that I've got. 

He leads me down an underpass 

Though it narrows, he still flies very fast. 

When the tunnel stops 

Catch sight of the tube, just as it drops. 

I'm on top of a bank too steep to climb 

I see it hit the water just in time 

to watch it float away, watch it float away, watch it float away . . .