Hurry for the Sky - Robyn Hitchcock, The Venus 3

Knock yourself out yesterday, tomorrow will be fine

It’s all for the best you say, somewhere down the line

Everything is fine, everything is mine

Pharaoh’s tomb is empty now, you can come right in

Bandage up your grin, bandage up your sins

Oh, I am in a hurry for the sky

Oh, I am in a hurry for the sky, yeah

You can easily confuse money with success

Success is always relative, money is acute

Money’s absolute, money in your dress

Oh, I am in a hurry for the sky

Yes, I am in a hurry for the sky

Number 2 said to number 1

You fix this up or you’re finished, son

Number 3 said to number 2

I wish I could trade boots with you

Number 4 said to number 5

How does it feel to be eaten alive?

Number 5 said

Oh, I, I’m not an integrated guy

Oh, I am in a hurry for the sky

Hurry for the sky