Ballad of the Shape of Things to Come

歌詞

Completely round is the perfect pearl the oyster manufactures. Completely round is the steering wheel that leads to compound fractures Completely round is the golden fruit that hangs from the o-o-orange tree Yes the circle shape is quite renown But sad to say it can be found In the lowdown, dirty run-around That my true love gave to me That my true love gave to me Completely square is the little box he said my ring would be in Completely square is the envelope he said good-bye to me in Completely square is the handkerchief I flourish constantly As I dry my eyes of the tears I've shed, And blow my nose which turns bright red For a perfect square is my true love's head He will not marry me, no He will not marry me Rectangular is the hotel door my true love tried to sneak through Rectangular is the transom hole by which I had to peek through, Rectangular is the hotel room I entered angrily, and Rectangular is the wooden box Where lies my love neath the golden phlox They say he died of the chicken pox In part I must agree One chick too many had he Triangular is the piece of pie I eat to ease my sorrow Triangular is the hatchet blade I plan to hide tomorrow Triangular the relationship which now has ceased to be And triangular is the garment thin That fastens on with a safety pin To a prize I had no wish to win It's a lasting memory That my true love gave to me