The Art of Noise – Opus 4

Lyrics Opus 4 – The Art of Noise

No sun – no moon!
No morn – no noon –
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –
No sky – no earthly view –

No distance looking blue –
No road – no street – no “t’other side the way” –
No end to any Row –
No indications where the Crescents go –

No top to any steeple –
No recognitions of familiar people –
No courtesies for showing ’em –
No knowing ’em! –

No traveling at all – no locomotion,
No inkling of the way – no notion –
“No go” – by land or ocean –
No mail – no post –

No news from any foreign coast –
No Park – no Ring – no afternoon gentility –
No company – no nobility –
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,

No comfortable feel in any member –
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!

Written by: DUDLEY, JECZALIK, LANGAN
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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