Merman - Max Tundra

I’m feeling flirty

Must be you heard me

My knee is hurty

I’m nearing thirty

I’m taken to task evade

Distractions fill up my nights

«Look at the Cakes I made»

I sing through a pair of stretched tights

Continuing down the page

The queen of Haverstock Hill

Onto a marble stage

Arrives and tells us about the

Cassettes and catgut

A squealing sackbut

I toast a pine nut

And serve it in my hut

Downstairs they’re playing trance again

That awful bendy guitar

Up through the floor again

It’s 9 AM 'til I cry

And Time And A Word, my friend

Inspires me more than guitars

Playing in four that end

Exactly how they began

Six months without an argument

A girl with tresses like yours

Is what I always meant

I should have done this before

The second or third attempt

At making somebody mine

Seems to have worked for now

I think I’m going to be fine