Big Stripey Lie

Oh big stripey lie moving

Like a wavy line

Coming up behind

All young gentle dreams drowning

In life's grief

Can you hang on me?

Don't want to hurt you baby

I only want to help you

I could be good for you

Your name is being called by sacred things

That are not addressed nor listened to

Sometimes they blow trumpets

Only want to help you

Never want to hurt you

I know I could be good for you

Oh my God it's a jungle in here

You've got wild animals loose in here

Want to help you

Never hurt you

Good for you

Hey all you little waves run away

Mmm run away