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"Yokohama Chinatown"

[ from the album "The Philosophy Of Momus" (1995) ]

Lyrics

Cowbell goddess in the groves of Synaesthesia
Barrel at the temple of a fine young man
Accidental lovers by the dead canalside
Genetic engineering a Liberace fan

In Yokohama Chinatown
Yokohama Chinatown

Toxic like the Body Shop, intelligently Benetton
Dagger in the belly of an also-ran
Piercing in the Netherlands, the Devil's in his underpants
Watch the good consumers wash their hands

In Yokohama Chinatown
Yokohama Chinatown

Sterilised pyjamas envelop them in cottonbuds
Make a world of cardboard, whizz and blow
Entirely engineered or just a mere co-incidence
Tell me once again where the lonely go

To Yokohama Chinatown
Yokohama Chinatown

Cubist to the maximum, a savage young anaesthetist
The stench of fresh cordite, selenium cell
Underneath the sign that says 'Kilroy was here'
It's show and tell

Semen as a substitute for hair gel
Sermonised to pauperhood rapacious in the aftermath
Corrected to a shadow of your former self
You watch the Velvet Underground perform 'The Gift'

Sunbathed to a cinder in the Persian Gulf
While the Dow Jones plummets we are necking in the lift
Repeat after me 'I love myself'
'I love myself'

The side-effects of Benzedrine, a dose of bitter medicine
Botticelli's Venus had long blonde hair
Surprise the former astronaut howling at the moon
On hands and knees in the peepshow booth

Catch the quiet receptionist naked in the antechamber
Leafing through a copy of The Plain Truth
Sing the phonebook loudly in a baritone voice
All the vegetarians consider me anti-choice

In Yokohama Chinatown

Little Orphan Annie has come to grief
In Yokohama Chinatown she takes a fellow's trousers down
And gives the consolation of manual relief
In Yokohama Chinatown

Looser than a blues man contraceptive rhythm method
On his hands and knees
While the Dow Jones plummets
The stench of fresh cordite

In Yokohama Chinatown

In Yokohama Chinatown