Hangman (I Shot The Walrus)

Koo-koo-ka-choo I shot the eggman

Under an April morning sky

Immersed in capuccino,

And dirty magazines

Like David Sylvian in my dreams

So from the second floor

A violent sound like laughter

Someone screams "St. Francis Square police!"

Pictures in the pond,

Floating rather pointlessly

Sont les mots qui vont

"Please knock me down!"

Everyone says he was first

To be king of the underground

Finally, finally, dottee Home and free

Portobello weekender just you and me