Stanshall In the canyons of your mind I will wander through your brain To the ventricles of your heart, my dear. I am pumping you again. 'Cross the mountains of your chest (babababa ...) I will sticker union jack To the forest of your cheek Through the holes in your string vest. [orgasm interlude] My darling, in my cardboard-coloured dreams (cardboard-coloured dreams) Once again, I heard your laugh And I kiss, yes, I kiss your perfumed hair. (But she's not there.) The sweet essence of Giraffe. (Of Giraffe) And each time I hear your name (frying pan, frying pan) Oh, oh, my, my, how it hurts! (he's in pain) In the wardrobe of my soul (oooh) In the section labeled "shirts". [another orgasm interlude]