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Flavour of Night - Robyn Hitchcock



     
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Long, slender, shadows pulsating in windows,
While feathery curtains hide fountains of eyes from the light.
A different disease in another translation,
Though you don't understand a familiar sensation.
But who needs to talk when you're caught in the flavour of night?
And you, yeah, you, with your ice cream hands...
You, yeah, you, are my friend.
All that you want could be happening for you,
Just like the road that unrolls there, before you, tonight.
Eyes you don't trust; the fingers have beckoned.
How long you got left? Well, how long do you reckon?
But who goes to waste when they're tasting the flavour of night?
And you, yeah, you, with your ice cream hands...
You, yeah, you, are my friend.
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Robyn Raymond Hitchcock (born 3rd March 1953) is an English singer-songwriter and psych folk guitarist. While primarily a vocalist and guitarist, he also plays harmonica, piano, and bass guitar. Many of Hitchcock's album covers bear his paintings or drawings, and his albums' liner notes sometimes include a printed short story. His live concerts usually include a considerable amount of story-telling, imaginative and surreal ad-libbed monologues in his lyrical style. He is the son of novelist Raymond Hitchcock and the brother of artist Lal Hitchcock.

Read more about Robyn Hitchcock on Last.fm.


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