Robyn Hitchcock - Acid bird

^DSucking on a tap that never dries Could you take it right between your ^Aeyes ^GBending blood, ^F#bending blood ^EmThe father stood, ^Athe father's hood ^DLike shadow on an ^Cacid bird that ^Bmetched her way ^Dacross a field ^FSo ^Glong ^Dago

^DWalking through the fields in summer heat Look at all the creatures 'round your ^Afeet ^GPumping blood, ^F#pumping blood ^EmThe mother's gaze, ^Athe mother gave ^DWhite ointment of an ^Cacid kiss that ^Bmburned upon the ^Dlips she gave you ^GSo long ^Dago, ^Cso ^Glong ^Aago

^GFun in the sun, luck in the bloodstream ^AShallow bodies writhing on the ^Ggrass ^GFun in the sun, hair in the slipstream ^ATadpoles shooting through a hollow ^Gglass

^DCutting out a silhouette in dreams Everything is older than it ^Aseems ^GSon of blood, ^F#son of blood ^EmThe baby shakes, ^Athe baby snakes ^DThat crawl across the ^Cacid rings that ^Bmflicker from your ^Dcorpuscles ^FOne ^Gsunny ^Dday, ^Gone sunny ^Aday

^GFun in the sun everyone knows it ^AThey could be as mellow as the ^Ghay ^GFun in the sun everyone blows it ^AThey grow up and instantly turn ^Ggrey

^DLike shadow of an ^Cacid bird that ^Bmetched its way ^Dacross a field ^FSo ^Glong ^Dago, ^Gso long ^Dago