Hugh Cornwell Henry Moore Lyrics

Henry Moore Lyrics

Funny how time can take you by surprise

It creeps up in the night to give you butterflies

I'm happy spending time with you it's the thing to do I love it but I'm
sure

I'd love a Henry Moore



I know a work of art when I meet one face to face

The trouble at the start is when you're feeling out of place

I'd like to get a room with a view and a comfy deep pile carpet on the
floor

On which to place my Henry Moore



He's an acquired taste

But nothing goes to waste

The trouble is there's not a lot around

And in this situation

What with some high inflation

His value stands up well against the pound



He perfectly describes the generation gap

He used to draw the crowds sleeping underneath the map

I could fall asleep like a sheep with my head between your pillows by the
door

Gazing at my Henry Moore



He's an acquired taste

But nothing goes to waste

The trouble is there's not a lot around

And in this situation

What with some high inflation

His value stands up well against the pound



I can guarantee the pleasure you will find

So have a spending spree it will help you to unwind

You can't go too far wrong with the oblong three dimensional adventure take a
tour

Around a Henry Moore