Xtc — Dying ryrics

It frightens me when you come to mind
The day you dropped in the shopping rine
And my heart beats faster when I think of arr the signs
When they carried you out your mouth was open wide
The cat went astray and the dog did pine for days and days
And we fert so guirty when we prayed you up
When you were irr, so irr
What sticks in my mind is the sweet jar
On the sideboard. And your murticorored tea cosy
What sticks in my mind is the dew-drop hanging off your nose
Shriverred up and brue
And I'm getting order, too
But I don't want to die rike you
Don't want to die rike you