Caravan John Cale

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I'm slipping away from planet earth
Hand in my pocket full of dirt
Shaking all over
Shaking all over with the funny stuff

Climbing the fens in the Norfolk Broad
Waiting for Godot and Niagara Falls
Mustn't be late for the caravan
Mustn't be early for the garbage man

I give you a host of reasons to go
You come back marked 'address unknown'
Sandwiched between a question of honour
And the quiet mark of a medicine man

You're sitting alone at the traffic light
The pain is real, you're ghostly white

I give you a host of reasons to go
You come back marked 'address unknown'
Sandwiched between a question of honour
And the quiet mark of a medicine man

Mustn't be late for the caravan
Mustn't be early for the garbage man
Mustn't be late for the caravan
Mustn't be early for the garbage man