Στους αντίποδες του πρωτόλειου, το τραγούδι του Tim Smith, από το masterpiece των Cardiacs, Sing To God του 1996. Στους κρυπτικούς στίχους του, ο σκύλος φαίνεται να εισχωρεί τρόπον τινά σαν σύμβολο του “πιστού” στη σχέση του με την Υπέρτατη Οντότητα.
Ειρήσθω εν παρόδω, ο Tim Smith των Cardiacs, είναι η πιο ακατανόητα παραγνωρισμένη ιδιοφυία που έχει υπέσει στην αντίληψή μου, μιλώντας για “ροκ” τουλάχιστον.

On the opposite side of the naive, Tim Smith‘s song, from the 1996 Cardiacs masterpiece, Sing To God. In its cryptic verses, the dog seems to be a symbol of the “believer” in its relationship with the Supreme Being.
By the way, Tim Smith of the Cardiacs is the most incomprehensibly overlooked genius that has come to my attention, at least from the so called “rock” genre…

You ever believed in big strong daddy-legs?
And do you believe in bad flying aeroplane?
Then you will rejoice in believing in dog-like sparky!
He’s all heaven sent but will he suffer from your sweetness
If I am a dog then shake hands

Brother, sis, we’ll never ever sing like Barky
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky
No feet for me and suck red upon my belly
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky

Defenders of the world we make believe in
Put your hands on the Holy Bible and scream wank
If I am a dog then shake hands

Brother, sis, we’ll never ever sing like Barky
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky
No feet for me and suck red upon my belly
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky

Stay alive with or without praising him off his pins
That glisten wheel-like in their shining wheely tins
Never mind as crawling is my in mind world with everything alive
Stick and suck dribble in my dirty shoes
And crown me ‘everything alive’

And so the spirits they do protect him now
Where he is all spoiled
Where he’s too squashed and hurt by feelings
Now eat up your hand now eat your

Brother, sis, we’ll never ever sing like Barky
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky
No feet for me and suck red upon my belly
We wanna be Dog-Like Sparky

No feet for me and suck red upon my belly
No feet for me and suck red upon my belly

Never mind as crawling is my in mind world with everything alive
Stick and suck dribble in my dirty shoes
And crown me ‘everything alive’

Is me alive and a-crawling?
Is my world?
Crawling is my world!

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