Fran Palermo ~ Under The Knife

When your man is twenty, he’s a Peacock by your side By the night at twenty, feather-ocean full of eyes And the man at thirty, he’s a Lion above your nest And the man at forty he’s my Camel, ship on the sand Under the knife, Where are we? Under the knife, Where are we? Under the knife, Where is he? Lost in the night Another fright, Where are we? Another eye, Where are we? Counterclockwise, changing souls Lost in the night And the man at fifty, is a Serpent, hide your chest But the man at sixty, is the Dog which bark their heads When the man is seventy, is a Monkey, raise your hands And our man at eighty, maybe he’s nothing or still can dance Under the knife, Where are we? Under the knife, Where are we? Under the knife, Where is he? lost in the night Another round, Where are we? Another mind, Where are we? Counterclockwise, changing souls Lost in the night ••• Written & Produced by Henri Gonzo Recorded at the Toe Rag Studios in London by Liam Watson Mixing by Ábel Zwickl & Henri Gonzo Mastering by Ábel Zwickl Crocodile Juice Bar © 2020 Fran Palermo