Lyrics:

All those Elvis records

Circling the earth

I think I've said four times over

Were you present at the birth?



Twinkle, twinkle, little star

How we wonder what you are

Spin a web of dreams

And die for us on a cross of pills

Your not too dumb to see

A manager of schools of thought,

Parasites who scheme

I'm writing up the holocaust

Of all those broken dreams



Rock and Roll Babylon on the brink

Gives a little slap come on, wink

To beckon the stars down from the sky

Rock and Roll Babylon on the brink

Gives a little slap come on, wink

To beckon the stars down from the sky



Can you hear me Lady Diamond

In your home from home?

When your mommy calls you in

Are you oblivious to the throne?

That the farm's reserved for you,

The effigy's in stone

We loved you Lady Diamond

Though we lost you in the zone



Tightrope walker

Take all our chances for us

Tightrope walker

Take all our chances for us

Oh come on and be a tightrope walker

Take all our chances for us

Tightrope walker

Take all our chances



Who killed Johny Moondog

Was the assassin you and me?

To oversell the antidote,

Or is it down to Jack and Jerry Lee?

If you bite a chunk out of the moon,

Will it help you see?