Pere Ubu
The Carpenter Sun
Well such are housed in a dream place
Well such are housed in the…
There’s a curtain
I’m behind a curtain
And window
Behind a curtain
And a window
Behind a corridor
The carpenter sun
With love
Desires of the smell
It’s unreal
Screaming the truth
The rest can go
In there
The end
Understand
How there be no priest