Chris Harris – The Divine Sketch Comedy Lyrics

i. Introduction

Been sitting on this tree stump
For a day or two
I've been waiting at the crossroads
Waiting here for you
Nightmarishly tired
You don't want to stay awake
But you have to keep on going
Though your entire body aches
I see eyes in the darkness
I hear sounds in the night
My fever keeps me going
Towards eternal light

ii. Ashburn Field

Please come over
They're finally here to get me
It must be them this time
I'm loading up my defense
Please remember I love you
I love you

Never mind what we're here for
The answers won't be revealed
We come here every year for an hour
To see the lights over Ashburn Field

Crawling in dirt
I make my way through darkness
I don't remember a thing
Is there anyone who can help me?
Or do we listen anymore?
I guess not

The tired rabbit won't find no clover
His wound will soon be healed
The setting sun is simply a setup
Here come the lights over Ashburn Field
Here they come

iii. Through the Coffin

As we climbed from the coffin
To the grey open plain
I heard the sound
Of thunder with no rain
On the horizon was a high wall of blue
And as it came closer
There was nothing we could do
I cried out for help
But there was only me and you

And as it came closer
The wall formed a mouth
Spewing forth fishes
That flopped all about
The fishes were playful
And were moved to explain,
"We're free from stagnation
That's much worse than pain"

iv. Hans Christian Andersen

Today I think I'll stay at home
And read Hans Christian Andersen
And burn the entire tome

The whole world beyond my den
Is a frightening one of sinners
Where faith is in evil men

The kids inhale paint thinners
Pretentious men eat at the Ritz
The cook spits in their dinners

In a strip club an old man sits
Laughing like a drunken old gnome
The dancer sneaks two hits

From now on I will stay at home
Everything I fear is true and
I just can't leave my home

v. Victoria's Fingerbowl

Instrumental

vi. 'Untitled'

Suddenly I'm struck
By the way your arms move
I never noticed it before
It's funny how the things that move us
Are the things we soon ignore

But you - You are a gift from some unknown
I know you don't believe me
But you - You are a gift from some unknown

Please turn around
So I can better drink in
The sunshine of your smile
I know we're close to that place we both know
But let's stay here for awhile

vii Extroduction (Bob's Your Uncle)

Instrumental