Well I Don't Know How Many Pounds

I've Always Liked The Idea Of Improvised Music. Improvised Anything. It's What Conversation Is.

We Stole Their Babes And Mothers, Chiefs And Braves Although We Held The Whip, You Knew We Were The Real Slaves To Alchemy, Human Alchemy.

We Did A Gig At The Marquee And We Were Supposed To Be Paid Five Pounds But We Never Got It, And It Cost Us Something Like 10 Pounds In Petrol To Get There To Do It. So What We Did Was Steal Some Equipment From The Marquee.

You Watch The Country-music Awards That They Show On The Television, And You See Country Music Has Reached About 1985. It's All Huge Processed Drum Sounds And Chiming Chorus Guitars And Programmed Synths Bobbling Along In The Background.

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep Knowing That Your Lenses Peep Now I Eat My Daily Bread And Into The Tape Spool I'll Be Fed