Cloud Cuckoo Land

A song about the invisibles

In flurries of grey, the residents swarm. They circle the city, as a friendly warning. The shiny old man, with only half of his foot on — he hobbles to a park bench. And that’s where he stays put.

The residents live in the hundreds and thousands. Mostly above and deep underground. But their city’s infested by pests so enormous they kill everybody and don’t even notice. They don’t even notice.

Shiny old man. He’ll make your eyes sore. But with half of his foot. And a shine on his beak. He’ll shit on your head, and ruin your morning.

Shiny Machete

A protest song

Bass and Guitar: Bill Rayner

Got a shiny machete and a lot of charm. It’s not a real threat it won’t do any harm. With a mission I know im gonna make a scene (x2).

Ive been driving a little longer than I thought. And I got a policeman in the backseat. Gonna get pulled dover if I go any slower. So I guess I gotta pedal to the metal and zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom.

Zooby zooby zooby zooby zooby zooby zoo. Zooby zooby zooby I have is much work to do. I dotn understand why you dont understand me...I dont understand why I dont understand you…What.