Frank Black And The Catholics - Robert Onion

Robert lead me into thought
onion layer wait for you
bounty of eternal fields
every muscle knot i feel feel
robert tell me what to do
tell exactly what you're not
tails pushing grand whales
heads hope to have the stuff
each flag had no snail
can you believe enough?
and though diana calls to you
she will never never yield
every siren has her spot
four hundred million
oh, that is very far
Robert sweet onion
makes me feel so tired
another layer and layers and layers oh, no
Robert can you find your way?
show me the way you come
zugzwang got me in a way
under my opposing thumb
brandishing my shield
Robert leads me into thought
into the dimming blue
nowhere in this world
for the old jack-tar
three cheers for robert
to the cinnabar
one ponders layers and layers and layers.