Dance, dance Dancing kid on a snare drum today I look good in my winter coat, puffed up Like a puffin on the rock I saw the desert today Flash crack backward ageing Nitric Acid And there goes another legend up in smoke Not innocent or mercurial I powdered rhino horns for you And I'll serve it on a plate to you I still want you coming round here today Beautifully to my squirrel cage All is quiet on the western front today You have sunk all my battleships Oh the mystery, not your ivory I won't hurt you anymore...