Aluminium Beach – Baby Bird

There’s a highway in the sky, and the people drive their Buicks to the moon
I remember the good old days up, up in my beautiful balloon
My beautiful balloon, my beautiful lead balloon, my beautiful balloon

On Aluminium Beach where the preachers preach
On Aluminium Beach where the teachers teach
And the magnet of truth pulls out your teeth
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium Beach
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium Beach

I was sucked out by a leech on Aluminium Beach
And I cleared out my throat with Vodka and bleach
I sung like a goat on Aluminium Beach
I found my niche just out of reach on Aluminium Beach
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium, Aluminium, Aluminium Beach

There’s a highway in the sky, and the people drive their Fords to the moon
I remember the bad old days when you burst my balloon
When you burst my balloon
My balloon, my balloon, my balloon
My balloon on Aluminium Beach
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium Beach
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium Beach
On Aluminium Beach, on Aluminium, Aluminium Beach

The sunshine in your eyes
It withers like bluebottle flies coming out of cans on the beach
They’ll beseech you, they’ll bewitch you
They’ll beseech you, they’ll bewitch you they’ll beseech you
To come on down to Aluminium Beach
Aluminium Beach, to Aluminium Beach
Aluminium, to Aluminium, Aluminium, Aluminium Beach. Aluminium Beach