You went looking for nur dear. Down by the sea. You found some Iittle silver fish. But you didn't find me. I was hiding dear hiding all way. I was hiding dear hiding all way. You went to the museum. You climbed a spiral stair. You searched for me all among. The knowledgeable air. I was hidden babe hiding all away. I was hidden dear hiding all away. You entered the cathedral. When you heard the solemn knell. I was not sitting with the gargoyles. I was not swinging from the hell. I was hiding dear I was hiding all away. I was hiding dear I was hiding all away. You asked an electrician. If he'd seen me round his place. He touched you with his fingers. Sent sparks zapping out your face. I was hidden dear hiding all away. I was not there dear hiding all away. You went and asked your doctor. To get some advice. He shot you full of Pethidine. And then he billed you twice. But I was hiding dear hiding all away. But I was hiding dear hiding all away. You approached a high court judge. You thought he'd be on the level. He wrapped a rag around your face. And beat you with his gavel. I was hiding habe hiding all away. I was hidden dem hiding all away. You asked at the local constabulary. They said he's up to his same old tricks. They leered at you with their baby blues. And rubbed jelly on their sticks. I had to get out of there babe hiding all away. I had to get out of there dear hiding all away. You searched through all my poets. From Sappho through to Auden. I saw the book fall from your hands. As you slowly died of boredom. I had been there dear. but I was not there anymore. I had been there now I'm hiding all way. You walked into the ball of fame. And approached my imitators. Some were stuffing their faces with caviar. Some were eating cold potatoes. I was hiding dear hiding all away. I was hiding dear hiding all away. You asked a famous cook if he'd seen me. He opened his oven wide. He basted you with butter babe. And made you crawl inside. I was not in there dear hiding all away. I was not in there dear hiding all away. You asked the butcher. Who lifted up his cleaver. Stuck his fist up your dress. Said he must've been mad to leave you. But I had to get away dear hiding all away. I had to get away dear I was hidden all away. Some of us we hide away. Some of us we don't. Some will live to love another day. And some of us won't. But we all know there is a law. And that law it is love. And we all know there's a war coming. Coming from above. There is a war coming. There is a war coming