Hustle, fustle push of bustle
so goes the dance of the willing mass
work, rent, mortgage, magic shortage
why queue for milk from their golden ass?
Open up your Wonder Annual
turn on the leaves of your private book
open up your Wonder Annual
and if i may can I lay and look?
At the gold and the silver
that will fly from your hands
Hands of ripper pours paint stripper
toasting the worms in their shallow graves
draw your blinds down sketch an unfrown
show me the door through which all are saved
Open up your Wonder Annual
turn on the leaves of your private book
open up your Wonder Annual
and if i may can I lay and look?
At the shells full of pearl that will float from your gate
and if lust equals knowledge then I side with the snake
Open up your Wonder Annual
turn on the leaves of your private book
open up your Wonder Annual
and if i may can I lay and look?