Songtext See you don't bump his head Scott Walker

See you don't bump his head

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

Spring might gently
press its thumbs
against your eyes.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

a cobweb melts
within a womb.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

an incontinent
is singing Scarpia.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

a mythic instance
of erotic impulse-

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

-is slipping under
a surefire sign.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

bdelloid rotifers
join the
chitterling circuit.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

shit might pretzel
Christ's intestines.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

being crushed
from the inside
out.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

on the snow
"Rummy" flaunts
his unmanly
dribble.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

A tiny laugh
dirties everything
it touches.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

night stops dripping
through the stars.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song,

blast the sheet
of jewels
horizon to horizon.

While plucking feathers
from a swan song.