Ugly Band

Heat and dust a shout above the din

pushed into the corner the creeping little thing

down in the basement the ugly band plays

in the middle of the night a light behind the door

stubbing out a cigarette, stumbling to the floor

outside in the desert, out across the waves >br> we're listening to the country boys and dancing on their graves

Down in the basement the ugly band plays

Me and my brother Clive we were chased like dogs

down by the harbourside while the captain burned the log

the submarines go sailing out under the sea

off to melt the ice cap and make the deserts bloom

Down in the basement the ugly band plays

On the surface of the atlas distorted by greed

Bright rainbow boundaries and deep hollow seas

God is in his heaven blowing clouds around

tuning in his radio and listening to the sounds

Down in the basement the ugly band plays

tired of his music and licking it's teeth

Heat and dust and broken finger nails

the tracks of my tears stretch out

on dirty little roads

Down in the basement the ugly band plays

Noone ever says