The Joy Poet

Europe is dying 1993

The old man harbours his memories

Violins swimming, swirling through his ears

As the earth is swallowed up by the sea

Vienna is drowning now!

Oh! Vienna is drowning now!

Amber clouds burst and split the blackened skies

The old man wakes and he writes

His ink well has spanned ten thousand summer nights

Now all the river's are running wild

Oh! the earths a raging fireball and the devils gonna stoke it

Burning down, down, down, down

No~one's seen, no~one's told the Joy Poet he's drowning

Going down, down, down, down

Beaches and wastegrounds washed by poisoned seas

The old man lives without machines

He has no wireless, he has no tv

He cannot hear the frightened trees

Oh! the earths a raging fireball and the devils gonna stoke it

Burning down, down, down, down

No~one's seen, no~one's told the Joy Poet he's drowning

Going down, down, down, down

Oh! the earths a raging fireball and the devils gonna stoke it

Burning down, down, down, down

No~one's seen, no~one's told the Joy Poet he's drowning

Going down, down, down, down

Burning down, down, down, down

Going down, down, down, down

Burning down, down, down, down

Lyrics: Stevenson (Dec 1990)

Music: Bellis/Stevenson (Dec 1990)