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