Bag of Grins

In my day I could hear them say
 Mr. K was awfully close
 Now we take that bow you know
 'Cause it's time to meet your ghost
 And I don't understand
 Minotaurs and jaguars
 Are at my finger's tip
 Falling up through the mustard gates
 And I think I broke my hip
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 Send me out to the pasture, love
 With a closet full of whips
 The coroner spins with his bag of grins
 And he's sewing up my lips
 And I don't understand
 
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 I died up on the vine
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 Mr. and Mrs. Au Contraire
 I think they'll soon arrive
 All the treasures you have saved
 Your children now divide
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and...
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me, ehh
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me
 
 In my day I could hear them say
 Mr. K was awfully close
 Now we take that bow you know
 'Cause it's time to meet your ghost
 And I don't understand
 Minotaurs and jaguars
 Are at my finger's tip
 Falling up through the mustard gates
 And I think I broke my hip
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 Send me out to the pasture, love
 With a closet full of whips
 The coroner spins with his bag of grins
 And he's sewing up my lips
 And I don't understand
 
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 I died up on the vine
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 Mr. and Mrs. Au Contraire
 I think they'll soon arrive
 All the treasures you have saved
 Your children now divide
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and...
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me, ehh
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me
 
 In my day I could hear them say
 Mr. K was awfully close
 Now we take that bow you know
 'Cause it's time to meet your ghost
 And I don't understand
 Minotaurs and jaguars
 Are at my finger's tip
 Falling up through the mustard gates
 And I think I broke my hip
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 Send me out to the pasture, love
 With a closet full of whips
 The coroner spins with his bag of grins
 And he's sewing up my lips
 And I don't understand
 
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and sigh
 For one last time
 Ten-thirty I tied my chi
 And died up on the vine
 I died up on the vine
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 Mr. and Mrs. Au Contraire
 I think they'll soon arrive
 All the treasures you have saved
 Your children now divide
 And I don't understand
 I do not understand
 Nine o'clock I turn my heels and...
 Suddenly when the moment comes
 And it's harmony or rage
 Flowers cry on the corpse of love
 And it's time to turn your page
 ♪
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me, ehh
 I am somewhere else my love
 And I think you'll know just where to find me
 Out in an interstellar place and there's
 Nothing left here to define me
 You are somewhere else good love
 And this life of crime that's all behind me
 We are all just space and love
 And I think you'll know that's who designed me