In the era of the hypnoprism In the wake of the collapsing pound I met a beautiful Algerian travel agent With a horror of sound I'm a little misunderestimated I can measure up to nothing much Give me half a chance I am a crippled tiger And you are my crutch I've been following a dismal gollum Like a pierrot follows Columbine And there's going to be a horrid harvest When the water turns to wine And I love you like I love the wriggly And you lick me like a spotted dog You're my velvet azure from Algeria And we bone in the fog Acts of love on astrakhan carpets In the apartment of Salvador Dali With a white imperial bastard colonist Who looks a lot like me I'm a little misunderestimated I will give you back your piece of cake I've only eaten one bite of it Anyone could make the same mistake If I give you too much information Defriend me on the next bardo I have a horror of communication But I so long to know I've got a spotty case of alopecia I've been howling like a haunted dog And I've been having sex in prison Like a bone in the fog I'm at home amongst your sombre reptiles Basking in your garden lair And I like to speak the words the tortoise uses To outfox the hare And there's a scent of candle wax on pine cones And you look a lot like Sylvia Kristel And I'd like to call you Princess Tenderloin Or simply Mirabelle I'm a little misunderestimated And I'm older now than Erza Pound Don't check your wallet there's nothing in it I'll see you around