| Lyrics: | (Andy Partridge)
We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the
seas,
That would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat if given half a chance.
No
need to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust.
We, we will skim across the surface
of the mud as if we're spinning pebbles
Oh, in our yacht dance
Oh, in our yacht dance
We, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the seas,
Made
of people stained with scorn who never see the light of real love.
No need to look back through
diaries of lost now turned to dust.
We, we will skate across the surface of the storm as if
we're wheeling sea-birds.
Oh, in our yacht dance
Oh, in our yacht dance
And how
they'll be jealous of both of us!
In our yacht dance.
We, we will dance like tiny
boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the seas,
That would pull us down to the depths and
crush us flat if given half a chance.
No need to look back to pictures of lost, when all was
rust.
We, we will skim across the surface of the mud as if we're spinning pebbles
Oh, in
our yacht dance
Oh, in our yacht dance |
