Lyrics:
Golubka

Been reaching for my baby Grow sullen with my darling I'll hold the sheet tight, keeping watch through the night i would be there i promise to take good

Metallic wing pigeon Cannibal Ox Birds of the same feather flock together, congested on A majestic street corner, that's a short time goal for most of

O God, hold me now. O Lord, hold me now. There's no other man who could raise the dead. So do what You can to annoint my head. O God, where are you now

There's a gentleman that's going 'round Turnin' the joint upside down, Stool Pigeon, ha tja tja tja He's an old ex-con that's been away Now he's back,

I?m thinking free - like the bird flying over, over the animals in the zoo. How do you do? What?s it like to be in there? Think about it. You?re locked

If you could see in my eyes I'd show you a darling, surprise There is a place, there is a fortune It has everything and I want to share it with my friends

The brackish roots of river pine Anchored in my curving spine Bend to the whims of wind's design And I lay down at your side Above the brine of reds

London, did you have to take my child away? you buried him under rent and low pay. I've been cyling in circles round your empty streets. i've been

O God, hold me now O Lord, hold me now There?s no other man who could raise the dead So do what You can to anoint my head O God, where are you now? O