The Philosophers` Stone Lyrics

The Philosophers` Stone lyrics

I can't keep pace with you

Give you something wild

I can change the place with you

Turn you into something



Action comes to him who waits

If he's not gone cold

I can turn you into lead

I can turn you into gold



Read the small print

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful



In the coffin of guitars

There her music lies

Foliage and solos

Growing from her eyes



This is England

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful



Nazi in a wheelchair

And a cardigan

And a V-necked sweater

He's a sad old Nazi man



He's so friendly

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful



Bury me in cellophane

Underneath a vault

I can climb back out again

But it's not my fault

I can climb back out again

What can you do?



The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful

The philosophers' stone

But I'm grateful

The philosophers' stone