Freak Storm

Na-na-Na

If home is where the heart is

I’m so far away that each step I take’s on my way home

As I wander around through the chasms of hell

I ask the pink fluffy spider where to roam

I look into your eyes and feel such surprise

As the man in the moon jumps down from the skies

The bogie man told us all of his lies

As I decorated mountains of flamin’ pies

The human banana and the afro’d sultana

Fought with Eskimos inside my bandana

My feet ran away with the egg and the spoon

While the corpse of John Lennon sang, ‘Na-na-Na’

I hold onto our love like a lark and a dove

While a Zeppelin fell from the stars up above

We all shout at the sun for the things he ‘aint done

Then smoke J’s on a cliff, talk ‘bout peace and love

I drank some more Pernod, watched a burnin’ inferno

Then we all went to Louis’ to watch a good porno

I looked at the ceilin’ with a tinglin’ feelin’

As the artex smiled back and said, ‘Na-na-Na’

The unfathomable bobby, a twisted policeman

Said, ‘Smoke some more dope or get thrown in the can’

Then all the king’s horses and all the king’s dealers

Said, ‘Boys, hell is callin’, so we jumped from the van

Then I flew like a bird into Waterloo sunset

Good old Sergeant Pepper almost broke into a sweat

I offered a cloud to each person I met

And an American Pie sang, ‘Na-na-Na’

So we all sit in silence shoutin, ‘There is no God’

Spit on the rockers and shit on all that is mod

Don’t care if I’m white, black, yellow or brown

‘Cos once I am high I know I gotta come down

For all the lives he destroyed, Hitler felt no remorse

He, like me, was caught in the spliffy holocaust

Now there’s just me lyin’ here, nothin’ I can do

Except for maybe go and talk with the strawberry kangaroo

But the kangaroo ain’t here, he’s gone away

He knew today would be the day

I can still hear him from far away

He sings ‘Na-na-Na’

It’s stuck in head ‘Na-na-Na’

That’s what he said ‘Na-na-Na’

May as well be dead ‘Na-na-Na’

I hear him sing the bong song

Na-na-Na, Na-na-Na, Na-na-na-Na

Is no way that I am gonna lose

Na-na-Na, Na-na-Na, Na-na-na-Na

Got syringes in the soles of my shoes

And as the magic rabbit flies far away

I look in the sky

Where a cannibal’s eye

Is winkin’ at me

From a popadom tree