Robyn Hitchcock
Leppo and the Jooves
Crabwise
Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy
Through the windows of disgust
The teeth of Leppo and his managers awry
No time to fry

Sunrise
A lamp of no position in the loss of all existence
To the vultures without bibles and
The creatures without leaves that pass it by
No time to sigh

All them pretty women
Planted in a row
You see them in the newspapers
But you can't have 'em -- no!
No no no no no no no no!

It's just Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves
They'll jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves
On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs
Leppo...

Likewise
A farmer and his diary might conspire to freeze a widow
So I went to rob the lizard
Of his skin, his coat, his money and his earth
All that he's worth
Someday
You realize that everything you do or see or think of
If it interferes with nothing
Might as well dissolve in arrows or in tears
Nobody hears

All them famous people
Washed off in the rain
Leave not even a puddle, baby
All you leave is your name
Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Your name!

It's just Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-JoovesOh ho ho!
They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves
On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs
Leppo...

Listen
And you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of the sun
The vengeance of the hammer and
The squeamish tight explosion of the liar
Burn in the fire

All them hungry people
They don't look so good
But I don't let it bother you
I don't see why it should
No no no no no no no no!
It's just Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves
They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves
On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs
Leppo...
Lep-Lep-Leppo and the J-J-J-J-J-Jooves
They jump on anything that m-m-m-m-m-moves
On taxis, coffin-lids, Americans, piano-heads and roofs
Leppo...