Flight from Lucifer - Stereo Mix

Flee the icy lucifer.
 oh he's an awful fellow!
 what a mistake!
 i didn't take a feather from his pillow.
 here's the everlasting rub: neither am i good or bad.
 i'd give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat i once had.
 i'm only breathing.
 there's life on my ceiling.
 the flies there are sleeping quietly.
 twist my right arm in the dark.
 i would give two or three for
 one of those days that never made
 impressions on the old score.
 i would gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
 everyone's saved we're in the grave.
 see you there for afternoon tea.
 time for awaking the tea lady's making
 a brew-up and baking new bread.
 pick me up at half past none
 there's not a moment to lose.
 there is the train on which i came.
 on the platform are my old shoes.
 station master rings his bell.
 whistles blow and flags wave.
 a little of what you fancy does you good (or so it should).
 i thank everybody
 for making me welcome.
 i'd stay but my wings have just dropped off.