The Collector Lyrics - Steve Kilbey

(I, I, I, I) 

I take the things from their leather cases 

And I arrange them in their special places 

I collected people like you might collect flowers 

But they only lived for a couple of hours 

A famous flicker in these flames 

And hear the waiting and played their games 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world 

I watched the morning in the evening 

I saw the clouds as they were leaving 

Collected people as you might collect stamps 

Princes, killers, heroes, tramps 

The lonely locked here in this room 

With scant regard and no perfume 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world (left for you) 

I have performed to find the ??? 

In avenues and garden groves 

I collected people like you might collect coins 

I quenched their hearts and burned their loins 

This is where the general slept 

Near the place (3:33) their soldiers wept 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world 

Only a mad dog would turn on the world