Modern Comforts - BEA1991

Oil break in the midst of a run down tree trunk

next came the other one

Dried out by the hot Sun, died down

We decay to deteriorate more

Oil break in the midst of a run down tree trunk

next came the other one

Dried out by the hot Sun, died down

We decay to deteriorate more

Open ceiling

Glitters in the harbour

I’ve never seen 'em but it takes me far

That smaller being

Crawling down my fingers

I’ve never seen 'em but they can’t do wrong

White stain on the face of a freight train

Where the boy left his leverage

Once the crops turn grey and nevertheless shine

And an alien found on the premises

White stain on the face of a freight train

Where the boy left his leverage

Once the crops turn grey and nevertheless shine

And an alien found on the premises

Open ceiling

Glitters in the harbour

I’ve never seen 'em but it takes me far

That smaller being

Crawling down my fingers

I’ve never seen 'em but they can’t do wrong

Open ceiling

I’ve… me far

Down my…

I’ve never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em

Never seen 'em