Crushing the Doll
(MathesonSteel)

Sun silk locks and tear-drop Vox, angel in Nazi drag
Drunken brawls and late night calls to friends you never had
But who'd have thought it would end like this
Sort of sordid, kind of clean
Midnight at Pooh Corner
Face down in chlorine
And I will always remember you

All the way from Edith Grove to Tiger magazine
To sitar on the Sullivan show, you were king of the scene
Stage-right from Mick and Keith
You play the camera and the gallery
Wailing on the harmonica
And the twentieth century
And I will always remember you

Make-up perfectly overdone
Firebird slung low
In a Reuters photograph
Jackboot poised just so
I see you crushing the doll
Crushing the doll

They didn't need to kick you out, just try to get you straight
Shelley and butterflies are very nice but too little too late
Streets are jammed in Cheltenham
Gutters run with tears
Wherefore art thou Glimmer Twins
Bill and Charlie are here
And we will always remember you