Feeling like a Moses
Throwing stony notes from tops of towers
Cages life imposes
Bits of late dictation
Raining down on friendly purple rest homes
Call it recreation
Hate what's inside me
Power that drives me
Locked up in my fortress
I can't stop the crowds from passing sentence
On my state of unrest
Be an entertainer
Slip it to them sly, they never notice
Lions eat the tamer
While Pharaoh organizes
Tell everybody it's time to sing
Walking with my lobster
In my interesting clowning costume
Mother was a mobster, yeah she was
Looking for a headrest
Keep away the dreams of headless horsemen
News I never digest
Keeping my head straight
Down in the fire grate
Somewhere far above me
Faces far below are getting started
On the ones who love me
Packing in the people
Pulling it to bits to show the insides
Swinging on the dipole
While Hitler organizes
Tell everybody it's time to sing
Tribes of lost pay the cost
Feeling like a Moses
Throwing stony notes from tops of towers
Cages life imposes
Bits of late dictation
Raining down on friendly purple resthomes
Call it recreation and I do, yeah
Hate what's inside me
Power that drives me
Locked up in my fortress
I can't stop the crowds from passing sentence
On my state of unrest
Be an entertainer
Slip it to them sly, they never notice
Lions eat the tamer
While Pharaoh organizes
Tell everybody it's time to sing
Tribes of lost pay the cost
Moses in the Bullrushourses was written by Peter Brown (UK) & Dick Heckstall-Smith.