Big Stripey Lie

Oh big stripey lie moving
 Like a wavy line
 Coming up behi-hi-hind
 All young gentle dreams drowning
 In life's grief
 Can you hang on to me
 Don't want to hurt you baby
 I only want to help you
 I could be good for you
 Your name is being called by sacred things
 That are not addressed nor listened to
 Sometimes they blow trumpets
 Only want to help you
 Never want to hurt you
 I know I could be good for you
 Oh my God it's a jungle in here
 You've got wild animals loose in here
 Want to help you
 Never hurt you
 Good for you
 Hey all you little waves run away
 Mmm run away