Henry Moore Lyrics - Hugh Cornwell

Funny how time can take you by surprise 

It creeps up in the night to give you butterflies 

I'm happy spending time with you it's the thing to do I love it but I'm sure 

I'd love a Henry Moore 

I know a work of art when I meet one face to face 

The trouble at the start is when you're feeling out of place 

I'd like to get a room with a view and a comfy deep pile carpet on the floor 

On which to place my Henry Moore 

He's an acquired taste 

But nothing goes to waste 

The trouble is there's not a lot around 

And in this situation 

What with some high inflation 

His value stands up well against the pound 

He perfectly describes the generation gap 

He used to draw the crowds sleeping underneath the map 

I could fall asleep like a sheep with my head between your pillows by the door 

Gazing at my Henry Moore 

He's an acquired taste 

But nothing goes to waste 

The trouble is there's not a lot around 

And in this situation 

What with some high inflation 

His value stands up well against the pound 

I can guarantee the pleasure you will find 

So have a spending spree it will help you to unwind 

You can't go too far wrong with the oblong three dimensional adventure take a tour 

Around a Henry Moore