Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Lead Vocals
The Soft Boys
The Soft Boys
Performer
Morris Winsdor
Morris Winsdor
Drums
Matthew Seligman
Matthew Seligman
Bass Guitar
Kimberley Rew
Kimberley Rew
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robyn Hitchcock
Robyn Hitchcock
Songwriter

Lyrics

In the spiritual kingdom of love You're the one that I'm thinkin' of Yeah, in the spiritual kingdom of love You've been layin' eggs under my skin Now they're hatching out under my chin Now there's tiny insects showin' through And all them tiny insects look like you In the primitive jungle of love It's funny what you're capable of Yeah, in the primitive jungle of love The way you look and all the things you said If looks could kill then, baby, I'd be dead Either someone's cloned you and you aren't Or you grow out of me just like a plant Ain't no way I'm gonna be Anything I oughta be All I want to do is be your creature Ain't no way I'm gonna be Anything I wanna be All I want to do is be your teacher In the physical kingdom of time I guess that your dish is full of slime Well, in the physical kingdom of time You know I would ramble all through time and space Just to have a butcher's at your face You're the one I love or so it seems Because you've confiscated all my dreams
Writer(s): Robyn Hitchcock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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