Dalis Car - Dalis Car

Together arm in arm

In an avenue white and tall

Tower block buildings telling tales

This is …

Time is waiting on the floor

A … from who

My friend is clawing at the dial

It tells us half past two

Tall doors opened up

I leave my friend no fear

The jacket man with piercing suit

Is looking for a tear

He … his words in monotonal hums

And draws a picture clear

Of Dali’s car, his silent self

An eye pierces like a spear

Tell me man, like or not

My time is short and soon

I’ll take your clock for Dali’s car

Take you spinning in the room

Spinning in the room

Spinning in the room