Crusoe - Momus

If you can come at all, boys, then come to Scatterseed

Come to rack and ruin, you’ll be very glad you did

Surrounded by the girls, boys, dressed in sun and slap

Giving you their love, boys, and giving you the clap, hey

Well never speak of empire, boys, or opportunity

If you come to rack and ruin then you come to run to seed

Decay is half the point when you’re greedy for the sun

A little of what you fancy in the face of what’s to come, hey

Cos here we ache like Gregory Corso

Make love like Enrico Caruso

Walk like Leonardo, croak like Valentino

Spook like Robinson Crusoe

Our virtue always was really something of a farce

A turgid public show to keep the neighbours in the dark

If your unfulfilled ambition is to be an old disgrace

A blackguard and scoundrel with a gargoyle for a face

You’ll fit right in round here, boys, where everybody acts

As if the future were a fiction and the past were just a fact, hey

And here we ache like Gregory Corso

Make love like Enrico Caruso

Walk like Leonardo, croak like Valentino

And spook around like Robinson Crusoe, hey

And so to bed on the Isle of Scatterseed

Why should being a pig be for everyone but me

My human days are gone, boys, I’m beastly after all

And so I shall arise, boys, and so I shall a-fall, hey