Come away.
Come away.
Life's a pair o'dice.
Can't rely.
Can't rely.
There's no truth only sides.
Saturnine. Saturnine.
You won't be here this time.
Merrily, merrily gently down the stream.
A rhyme without reason, 180 degrees and
after-touch and after-thought about you.
Saturnine. Saturnine.
The bath tub is running over.
Saturnine. Saturnine.
I can't give way, I won't give way this time.