Текст песни Seven Sisters

Most of the true things I'm about to tell are lies I won't bother bending ears when I don't believe my eyes I'd rather that sleeping in Central Park A lion hunter stumbling round in the dark A dentist and a British queen And they all fit together in the same machine Nice, nice, very nice, it's so very nice So many people in the same device If you're looking for reason That really seems absurd When there's no meaning in meaningless words And the truth, so it seems Is just confusion at dreams Inflicting punishment without the crime Never mind For would you prefer it if I lie high in the sky Almighty nothing as payment ? Goodbye, goodbye...