Marigold (2010 Digital Remaster)

Marigold (2010 Digital Remaster) - Kevin Coyne

Marigold was dreaming about somebody

About a fight that she'd almost won with her man

Marigold was dreaming about a punch-up

About a scrawny-kneed fight on the kitchen floor

Marigold was dreaming over the stewpot

Holding forth imaginary blows and scars

Marigold was dreaming she wasn't screaming

Her high-heeled foot was pressed upon the chest of a man

All men are fools she said

And most of them would be better if they were dead

I wish they'd all get out of my well-permed head

And leave women to rule the world leave it to the girls

Marigold was dreaming she was creaming a big cream cake

She'd baked the cake to throw it at me

Marigold was dreaming she was a cat with claws

So sharp they tore my skull away and most of the hair

Yes Marigold was dreaming old old dreaming

She was richer than anybody could ever see

And she trod on me with her riches

Marigold was dreaming she was leaping across

A ravine on a horse made out of gold

Silly now to think that she never knew nothing

That she wanted to be my best friend

She said she was almost my best friend

But there was a girl called Julie or somebody somewhere far away

Who she knew who knew more than me

And therefore would be a better friend in the end for her

She said she knew anyway that most of what I said

I'd got out of books and I didn't know what she was doing

And that women were about to take over the world

I said "Marigold you're dreaming"