Poem/song. Supper's Ready by Genesis
The italicized, all capital words are the names of the song sections, and aren't sung.
SUPPER'S READY
LOVERS' LEAP
Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes.
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right.
And it's: Hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true.
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies.
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright,
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
And it's: Hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true.
I've been so far from here,
Far from your warm arms.
It's good to feel you again,
It's been a long, long time. - Hasn't it?
THE GUARANTEED ETERNAL SANCTUARY MAN
I know a farmer who looks after the farm.
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest.
I know a fireman who looks after the fire.
You, can't you see he's fooled you all?
Yes he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all?
Share his peace, Sign the lease.
He's a supersonic scientist,
He's the Guaranteed Eternal Sanctuary Man.
Look, look into in my mouth he cries,
And all the children lost down many paths,
I'll bet my life, he'll walk inside
Hand in hand.
Gland in gland.
With a spoonfull of miracle,
He's the Guaranteed Eternal Sanctuary ...
We will rock you, rock you little snake,
We will keep you snug and warm.
IKHNATON AND ITSACON AND THEIR BAND OF MERRY MEN
Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest,
We walked across the fields to see the children of the west,
But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors
Standing still below the ground.
Waiting for battle!
The fight's begun, they've been released.
Killing foe for peace ...
Bang, bang, bang.
Bang, bang, bang.
And they're giving me a wonderful potion,
'cos I cannot contain my emotion.
And even though I'm feeling good,
Something tells me, I'd better activate my prayer capsule.
Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate.
The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord.
HOW DARE I BE SO BEAUTIFUL?
Wandering in the chaos the battle has left,
We climb up the mountain of human flesh,
To a plateau of green grass and green trees, full of life.
A young figure sits still by her pool,
He's been stamped Human Bacon by some butchery tool,
He is you.
Social Security took care of his lad.<
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower.
A flower!?
WILLOW FARM
If you go down to Willow Farm,
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies,
Like the focks on the rocks, and the musical box.
Oh, there's Mom and Dad, and good and bad,
and everyone's happy to be here.
There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag,
He used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick,
the brick was an egg, the egg was a bird.
(Fly away to a suite with a veil hot on your tail)
- Hadn't you heard?
(They're gonna change you into a human being)
Ah yes, we're happy as fish, and gorgeous as geese,
and wonderfully clean in the morning.
We've got everything, we're growing everything,
We've got some in
We've got some out
We've got some wild things floating about.
Everyone, we're changing everyone,
You name them all,
We have them here
And the real stars are still to appear.
All Change!!!
Feel your body melt;
Mum to mud to mad to dad
Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office,
You're all full of ball.
Dad to dam to dum to mum
Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing... Oh!
You're all full of ball.
Let me hear your lies, we're living this up to the eyes.
Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaaaa
Momma, I want you now!
And as you listen to my voice
To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause,
You've been here all the time,
Like it or not, like what you got,
You're under the soil, the soil, the soil.
Yes deep in the soil,
the soil, the soil, the soil, the soil.
So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang
And all of us fit in our places.
APOCALYPSE IN 9/8 (CO-STARRING THE DELICIOUS TALENTS OF GABBLE RATCHET)
With the guards of Magog, swarming around,
The Pied Piper takes his children underground.
Dragon's coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well, by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise it won't be easy.
Six-six-six is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back-bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
And Pythagoras with the looking glass, reflect the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a hit brand new tune.
And it's:
Hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue,
Hey my baby, don't you know our love his true.
I've been so far from here,
Far from your loving arms,
Now, I'm back again, and baby it's going to work out fine.
AS SURE AS EGGS IS EGGS (ACHING MEN'S FEET)
Can't you feel our souls ignite?
Shedding ever changing colours,
in the darkness of the fading night,
Like the river joins the ocean,
as the germ in the seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.
There's an angel standing in the sun.
And he's crying with a loud voice:
This is the Supper of the Mighty One!
Lord of Lords,
King of Kings,
Has returned to lead his children home,
To take them to the new Jerusalem!
Genesis/Foxtrot/1972 |
