The Amphibian - Steve Kilbey

On to the next dream we run

But still I feel like I’ve been stung

With all the phrases I’ve been sung

All the puppets I’ve hung among

I can’t forget their stupid eyes

Their vague attempts to patronize

The very nonsense I despise

While sizing up their pig sty’s prize

Amphibian baby, I hardly know your name

But ever since you came in me

I haven’t been the same

You’ve got your certain method

Time is up your sleeve

Old age crawls inside your bod

And waits for me to leave

I must have left my keys somewhere

I must have left my drink somewhere

I must have left my drugs somewhere

I must have left my clothes somewhere

I must have left my flesh somewhere

I must have left my bones somewhere

I must have left my soul somewhere

Don’t bother to count, the money’s all there

Amphibian baby, I’ve dealt with you before

Your gills and pills won’t pay my bills

I’m showing you the door

The rain is beating harder

The fabric that we weave

Blow my cover of a grotesque fish

And waits for me to leave

I need some words, I just made this up, I can’t be sure…

It’s me in that picture…

There I was, out here…

Wrote me a letter, so many letters…

It all seems so long ago…