Lyrics - Summer's Cauldron by Xtc

Drowning here in
Summer's
Cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
Please don't pull me out this is how
I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden inca
Please don't heed my shout
I'm relax in the undertow
When
Miss
Moon lays down
And
Sir
Sun stands up
Me
I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in
Summer's
Cauldron
Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how
I would want to go
Insect bomber
Buddhist droning
Copper chord of
August's organ
Please don't heed my shout
I'm relax in the undertow
When
Miss
Moon lays down in her hilltop bed
And
Sir
Sun stands up raise his regal head
Me
I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in
Summer's
Cauldron

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