Lletres: Stranglers. Peasant In The Big Shitty (live).

The day was sickly yellow
The night was so un-tight
The cows go moo moo moo
Is everything alright?

Baby, digit at my face
Who's the man with the smile, mum?
Do you like it like that?
I'm just a peasant in the big shitty

I'm going real slow
But if the light ain't real
Then there can't be a hole
Not even some red

Do you like it like that?
Do you like it like that?

You're not real, oh no, you're not
You're not real, oh no, you're not
You're not real, oh no, you're not
You're not real, oh no, you're not

There be a strange garlic here
The room is full of fear
With empty wavelength touch

It's coming in a rush
It's coming in a rush
It's coming in a rush
It's coming in a rush

Do you like it like that?
Do you like it like that?
Do you like it like that?
Do you like it like that?

I'm just a peasant in the big shitty