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Never Going Back

Where turtles swim in lemonade,
And every morning there’s a hotdog parade,
People don’t say no they say wow!
I’m never going back to reality now.

People don’t smile all the time,
But they never frown.
Birds fly along the ground,
It’s my kind of town and how.
I’m never going back to reality now.

There are ice cream policemen who want you to eat them,
And digestive biscuits are square,
Rhinestone lampposts and green glass overcoats,
And fish swim upside down in the air.
I would surf into the sunset on a herd of Velcro cows,
But I’m never going back to reality now.

Where the PM’s Jimi Hendrix’s biscuit tin,
And in the evening little singing birds will come and tuck you in,
Dogs don’t say ruff they say kapow!
I’m never going back to reality now.

Eating doughnuts all day
Makes you beautiful.
So don’t call me back with a shout,
Just lose sight of me in a crowd.
I’m never going back to reality now.

There are liquorice brains swinging from cranes,
And tiny winged toasters in flight,
Cotton wool bikes that go anywhere you like,
And things that go hooray in the night.
I’ll remove my head and take a bow,
But I’m never going back to reality now.

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from Dinosaurs Ate My Caravan, released May 17, 2014

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Biscuithead and the Biscuit Badgers Leeds, UK

From time immemorial these musicians have stood at the gateway of nonsense begging peanuts. Spending most of their time trapped in force fields and vortices, occasionally they are released to stalk the streets of Leeds. On such occasions you might hear the plaintive cry of Sam’s tuba, the mournful crow of Dean’s ukulele, the excited jazzy croaking of Bob’s piano or the purr of Matty’s drums. ... more

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