The City

The city i met was pink
 I tasted the city, ate out in the city
 But the sky called up to me and it said
 "Here you can be the city"
 Oh, what do I want, what do I want?
 'I certainly want the city', I thought
 A thousand thoughts for a thousand times
 I've loved in sheets with it on my mind
 You opened the doors
 The doors onto the veranda
 Well I ran outside in the mustard air
 With my arms outstretched to feel her
 I breathed in a city like a fool
 But only because it was you
 My homing guide
 And you told me i could have
 What you could not provide
 Well, i believed you so
 That we would last forever
 We thought, we thought
 Well I told you in the city light
 And your face was warm and your eyes were bright
 I wish I'd known
 I was alone
 In city life
 The hideous monster and the beaver
 Ugly monster kept house with the beaver
 Head scraping against the kitchen ceiling
 Cook for the beaver on the plastic dishes
 And all the land was ice, ice
 Grey morning light
 "You poor baby beaver, beaver" he said
 I sat on the beaver's face and he sat on the beaver's face
 And told him what the problem was
 In the light the monster was frying four eggs in a huge
 Black frying pan
 And golden buckwheat and rye in the toaster, hit the
 Ceiling on to the blue tilled, err
 To dutch china plates on the round red table
 Rose petal jam, orange lemon
 Ginger marmalade, plastic jelly jelly
 The beaver was taking a shower
 He refused to use shower curtains
 So blue water was flooding the bathroom
 The only thing the beaver saw was the white morning
 Sunlight, and
 And the only thing he heard was the shower water falling
 Like a beating heart
 Monster to the bear
 "So its all power, power, power" cant sleep
 Or think or dream of anything else
 I hate you and I hate your money
 The bear raged
 The bear forgot himself and threw himself
 Against the door even harder