Brian Eno
The Great Pretender
Monica sighedRolled on her sideShe was so impressed that she just surrenderedShe was moved by his wheelsShe was just up from WalesHe was fueled by her coals and he was coming to catch herLose the sense of timeNail down the blindsAnd in the succulent dark there's a sense of endingJoking asideThe mechanical brideHas fallen prey to the Great PretenderLet me just point out discreetlyThough you never learnAll those tawdry late night weepiesI could make you weep more cheaplyAs the empty moon enamelsMonica with spoons and candlesBangs around without the light onFurniture to get it right onSongtexteSettled in a homely fishpoolHung with little eelsOften thinks that travel widensStay at home, the trout obligesMonica sighedRolled on to her sideShe was so impressed that she just surrendered
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