The Boiling Boy
by Wire
From the album: A Bell Is a Cup Until It Is Struck
Duration: 6:22
Lyrics for The Boiling Boy
Gifts of the west winds Dark and deep In secret sunset Spaces creep Lock up your hats Lock up your hats Progress with a vision To practice with at home A schism with an ism To practice with at home A collision with decision To practice with at home Lock up your hats Lock up your hats He transferred his soul To his imagination His atoms were excited And he glowed in the dark The boiling boy Was a victim of confusion But he had the advantage Of a cold start heart Lock up your hats Lock up your hats