And so the story goes they wore the clothes   They said the things to make it seem improbable   The whale of a lie like they hope it was   And the Goodmen Tomorrow   Had their feet in the wallow   And their heads of Brawn were nicer shorn   And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust   And the world was asleep to our latent fuss   Sighing, the swirl through the streets   Like the crust of the sun   The Bewlay Brothers   In our Wings that Bark   Flashing teeth of Brass   Standing tall in the dark   Oh, And we were Gone   Hanging out with your Dwarf Men   We were so turned on   By your lack of conclusions      I was Stone and he was Wax   So he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable   And we frightened the small children away   And our talk was old and dust would flow   Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight   Back o' the kitchen door   Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor   And the solid book we wrote   Cannot be found today      And it was Stalking time for the Moonboys   The Bewlay Brothers   With our backs on the arch   In the Devil-may-be-here   But He can't sing about that   Oh, And we were Gone   Real Cool Traders   We were so Turned On   You thought we were Fakers      Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned   The Factor Max that proved the fact   Is melted down   And woven on the edging of my pillow   Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks   He could be dead, He could be not   He could be You   He's Chameleon, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature   "Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"   The Bewlay Brothers   In the feeble and the Bad   The Bewlay Brothers   In the Blessed and Cold   In the Crutch-hungry Dark   Was where we flayed our Mark   Oh, and we were Gone   Kings of Oblivion   We were so Turned On   In the Mind-Warp Pavilion      Lay me place and bake me Pie   I'm starving for me Gravy   Leave my shoes, and door unlocked   I might just slip away      Just for the Day, Hey!   Please come Away, Hey! (repeat ad inf.)