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Lyrics
My home's become a temple
To the sciences of man
I've dub dub, dub, dot D.A.C.
To tell me who I am
And I could print this aria
In several hundred fonts
Though I've given up composing
'Cause I don't know what I want
Well I guess I do know what I want,
I'm just afraid to say
If I told you what I really want
You'd have me put away
I want to paint myself in woad,
I want to plunder Machu Picchu
I want to scale the Kangchenjunga,
And dance around the peak
I want to soak in Tatopani,
And in Aguas Calientes
To waste away my future
On a beach in Mozambique
I want to wander through Palmyra,
Take the train to Meghalaya
Then the steamer down the Ganges,
To the south of Bangladesh
I want to cross the bridge to Jordan,
And climb the cliffs of Petra
To take you to the seer,
In the souk in Marrakech
So we planned the insurrection,
Dispensing with the sleep
And microchip componentry
Lay scattered in a heap
And as we lay there pondering
The ones we’d left behind
The sun struck like a laser
Through a parting in the blind
Then over the horizon
We could see a mighty hoard
Of mad avenging viruses
Approach the mother board
I want to paint myself in woad,
I want to ride through Hanga Roa
To stagger up Massada
As the sun begins to rise
I want to show you Annapurna
From the trail to Ghorepani
To take you down to Homs
And see the wonder in your eyes
I want to climb the walls of Derry
And see the caves of Creta
To cross into Andorra
And the Mountains of the moon
I want to see the Mount of Olives,
The sacred tooth in Kandy
To peddle Johnny Walker,
In the station at Rangoon
I want to paint myself in woad,
I want to cross the Irrawaddy
To see the old flotilla
From the road to Mandalay
I want to take you to En Gedi,
And the lake shores of Killarney
To bathe at Varanasi,
And to wander through Bombay
I want to climb to Ayacucho,
And to sing the songs of Cuzco
And roam the streets of Budapest
And Heidelberg and Graz
I want to stalk through Kaziranga
And swim to Hikkaduwa
To surf in Agadir
And to sleep out in Rebat
I want to paint myself in woad,
Want to sail the Brahamaputra
The Ganges and the Indus,
The Tigris and the Nile
I want to learn to speak Afghani,
Nepalese and Gujarati
To paddle in to Srinigar,
And hang there for a while
I want to paint myself in woad,
Watch the moon from Wharariki
To show you round the Creggan
And the Bogside and the Moor
I want to drive across the Sinai,
Down to Santa Catherina
To dive at Ras Mohamed, And die in Bangalore
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