I Will Walk On Water Lyrics - Marillion

Garden Party held today, invites call the debs to play, 

Social climbers polish ladders, wayward sons again have fathers, 

Edgy eggs and queing cumbers, rudely wakened from their slumber, 

Time has come again for slaughter on the lawns by still 

Cam 

Waters. 

Champagne corks are firing at the sun again 

Swooping swallows chased by violins again 

Straafed by Strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again. 

Apertifs consumed en masse display their owners on the grass 

Couples loiter in the cloisters, social leeches quoting Chaucer. 

Doctor's son a parson's daughter where why not and should they oughta 

Please don't lie on the grass, unless accompanied by a fellow, 

May I be so bold as to suggest Othello. 

Punting on the Cam is jolly fun they say 

Beagling on the downs Oh please come they say 

Rugger is the tops a game for men they say. 

Angie chalks another blue, mother smiles she did it too 

Chitters chat and gossips lash, posers pose pressmen flash. 

Smiles polluted with false charm, locking onto Royal arms, 

Society columns now ensured, return to mingle with the crowds 

Oh what a crowd.