Lisa Goes Surfing - The Legendary Pink Dots
When this frail body falls to bits
I'm prostrate gasping like a fish
Remember that my dying wish is
Freeze me
Doesn't matter where I am
Upon this bed a frying pan
I'll pay you if you'll be a lamb and
Freeze me
The rotor blades sure made a mess
But still they did their level best
They wrapped her in her favorite dress and
Froze her
As centuries passed
So we evolved
We walked on clouds we hid in holes
The ocean claimed the land behold
We now live under water
One fine liquid morning came an iceberg to my door
Inside an ancient princess pleaded let me thaw
Now she's balanced on my head
I swim on high she takes a breath
The conversation's living death
It's all beneath the surface
Sometimes I can touch her hand
Sometimes I'm a holy man
She's even got a stunning tan
I'm glad to be of service