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Leppo And The Jooves

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Robyn Hitchcock Canonical path: /hitchcock-robyn/leppo-and-the-jooves Related lyric paths: 6
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Leppo And The Jooves

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Crabwise

Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy

Through the windows of disgust

The teeth of Leppo and his managers awry

No time to cry

Sunrise

A lamp of no position in the loss of all existence

To the vultures without bibles and

The preachers without leaves that pass it by

No time to sigh

All them pretty women

Planted in a row

You see them in the newspapers

But you can't have 'em -- no!

No no no no no no no no!Oh ho ho!

They get Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves

They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves

On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs

Leppo...

Likewise

A farmer and his diary might conspire to freeze a widow

So I went to rob the lizard

Of his skin, his coat, his money and his earth

All that he's worth

Someday

You realize that everything you do or see or think of

If it interferes with nothing

Might as well dissolve in arrows or in tears

Nobody hears

All them famous people

Washed off in the rain

Leave not even a puddle, baby

All you leave is your name

Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!Your name!

I got a name, baby

It's Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-JoovesOh ho ho!

They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves

Ah ha ha!Ah ha ha.

On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs

Leppo...

Listen

And you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of the sun

the vengeance of the hammer and

The squeamish tight explosion of the liar

Burn in the fire

Gazing

With unforeseeing eyes into the smoke, the lungs of war

And all the endless formulations of unusable beginnings that

Have grown from hungry rivers into trees

Nobody sees

All them hungry people

They don't look so good

But I don't let it bother you

I don't see why it should

No no no no no no!Oh oh ho

Oh ho ho

Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves

They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves

On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs

Leppo...

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