Mother Whale Eyeless [R. Kite]

I can think of nowhere
 I would rather be
 Reading morning papers
 Drinking morning tea.

 She clutches the tray
 And then we talk just like a kitchen sink play
 Nothing ventured nothing gained
 Living so close to danger
 Even your friends are strangers
 Don't count upon their company.

 Places for the fingers
 Places for the nails
 Hidden in the kitchen
 Right behind the scales.

 What do I care
 I'm wasting fingers like I have them to spare
 Plugging holes in the Zuider Zee
 Punishing Paul for Peter
 Don't ever trust those meters
 What you believe is what you see.

 In my town, there is a raincoat under a tree
 In the sky there is a cloud containing the sea
 In the sea there is a whale without any eyes
 In the whale there is a man without his raincoat.

 In another country
 With another name
 Maybe things are different
 Maybe they're the same.

 Back on the train
 The seven soldiers read the papers again
 But the news it doesn't change
 Swinging about through the creepers
 Parachutes caught on steeples
 Heroes are born
 But heroes die.

 Just a few days
 little practice and some holiday pay
 We're all sure
 You'll make the grade
 Mother of God if you care
 We're on a train to nowhere
 Please put a cross upon our eyes
 Take me I'm nearly ready you can take me
 To the raincoat in the sky
 Take me my little pastry mother take me
 There's a pie shop in the sky.