Ford Herman Hueffer Madox Ford

I heard what you said -- the leaders are dead
Theyre robbing the skies -- I can hear their followers cry:
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
[...]

The language of influence is cluttered with hard hard cs
And I put a spy-cam in a sorority
Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen
[...]

Theres no women in alaska
Theres no creoles in vermont
Theres no coast of nebraska
My mother, I forgot

Slavic princess with a rose in her teeth
Do you suppose she would bite you if she could?
Insane cobra split the wood
Trader of the lowland breed

Call a jittney, drive away
In the slipstream we will stay
Stay away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away