The Squirming Coil - Live at the Clifford Ball, 1994

Lyrics for The Squirming Coil - Live at the Clifford Ball, 1994

The squirming coil of sunset I keep within my reach Tried yesterday to get away And hitchhike to the beach I saw Satan on the beach Trying to catch a ray He wasn't quite the speed of light And the squirming coil It got away. Ya, it got away The muscles flex the mother's ring She fastens children to her king And sends them down the crooked street When he returns, the birth's complete Jimmy holds the Tannis root The forest's tasty nectar shoot The sun tips off the monarch's suit From sequined sash to shiny boot I'd like to lick the coil some day Like Icarus, who had to pay With melting wax and feathers brown He tasted it on his way down Stun the puppy, burn the whale Bark a scruff and go to jail Forge the coin and lick the stamp Little Jimmy's off to camp It got away. Ya, it got away