Liberteenage Rag - Edwyn Collins

The morning dawned and I logged on

The poisoned fruit of the devil’s spawn

There was nothing sacred as far as I could see

There was nothing sacred as far as I could see

The libertine’s dream in virtual reality

I took a walk to clear my head

Like a snake with a skin to shed

If I could break out I surely would

But there’s a stake-out in my neighborhood

And my getaway car’s got away for good

I’ll take a train, I’ll take a plane

Away up north where they know my name

But they don’t bug me the way that some folks do

I’ll take this guitar, I’ll maybe start anew

Cos otherwise I’ll stay down here and stew

Upon a Hill of Many Stones

Five miles south of the Great Grey Cairns

I felt the full force of five thousand years

I felt the full force of five thousand years

And I felt the sting of time’s eternal tears

The libertine’s dream in virtual reality

And I called this song my liberteenage rag