Bad Alchemy

Bad Alchemy - Slapp Happy

I dream Hermaphrodite and I sit up

All night our eyes on the horizon

Of a wobbling bowl

Heads in hands we ponder dregs

The bowl contains

A liquid's left putrescence

After being drained

What we feel we have to solve

Is why the dregs have not dissolved

When I wake I wonder what it means;

Am I bad alchemy It seems

I image Self unmixed a risk

In a dish for drinking

Fluid with a strongly stinking

Sediment - is that what it meant

I dream Hermaphrodite and I sit up

All night our eyes on the horizon

Of a wobbling bowl

Am I hermaphrodite

Neither one nor quite the other

Heads in hands we ponder dregs

The bowl contains

A liquid's left putrescence

After being drained

What we feel we have to solve

Is why the dregs have not dissolved

After being drained

What we feel we have to solve

Is why the dregs have not dissolved

After being drained

What we feel we have to solve

Is why the dregs have not dissolved