You wild beasts and you creeping things Get down in your place, Down with all the absolutes God's awful grace. Who wants to see this coming? Who wants to think you do? Better to be blind when I'm Falling for you Go and tell old Pharaoh His time has come about, His pretty houseboys laugh and sing As they're filing out. They've set fire behind them I see it burning into view, High upon the mountain where I'm Falling for you All manner of abandon Is just the thing we need, Get ready for the country, boys, The town has gone to seed. The telephone live is sagging With word coming through: Put your head between your knees, I'm Falling for you I can quit this anytime, It's just to help me sleep, It stops the tiny voices And strange hours that they keep. Who wants to hear them bleating on, And have to answer too? Better to be dumb when I'm Falling for you So you ladies and you gentlemen- Pull your bloomers on, Swing up on the highest beam And let the floods come on. Who wants to be there wondering, When the Wonders rage on through? Better to say never when I'm Falling for you