Buzzers - Scott Walker

Polish the fork and stick the fork in him

Polish the fork and stick the fork in him

Shinier still and stick the fork in him

He’s done boys

He’s done boys

Where will you sleep my stomach

My second stomach through the trees

Handicapped, buzzing out on the steppes

Spooking yourself in the breeze

Somebody dies, somebody don’t shave

Ruminating the slimy stars

Polish the fork and stick the fork in him

(Kad tad, kad tad, kad tad, kad tad)

Polish it more and stick the fork in him

(Kad tad, kad tad, kad tad, kad tad)

Shinier still and stick the fork in him

He’s done boys

He’s done boys

Faces of the grass go lengthening

The lengthening faces through the ice and the sun

Faces lengthen go lengthening faces

Into lengthening faces from the branch to the grass

With buried heads they stand in full view

Eyes sliding of the faces up and up

Slide up the faces and up the sun

And up the faces go lengthening faces

Eyes are sliding above the tall and peaceful grass

Polish the fork and stick the fork in him

(Kad tad, kad tad, kad tad, kad tad)

Polish it more and stick the fork in him

(Kad tad, kad tad, kad tad, kad tad)

Shinier still and stick the fork in him

He’s done boys

He’s done boys