Parasite

Lifting the mask from from a local clown 

Feeling down like him 

Seeing the light in a station bar 

And travelling far in sin 

Sailing downstairs to the northern line

Watching the shine of the shoes 

And hearing the trial of the people there 

Who's to care if they lose. 

And take a look you may see me on the ground 

For I am the parasite of this town. 

Dancing a jig in a church with chimes 

A sign of the times today 

And hearing no bell from a steeple tall 

People all in dismay 

Falling so far on a silver spoon 

Making the moon for fun 

And changing a rope for a size too small 

People all get hung. 

Take a look and see me coming through 

For I am the parasite who travels two by two. 

When lifting the mask from a local clown 

And feeling down like him 

And I'm seeing the light in a station bar 

And travelling far in sin 

And I'm sailing downstair to the northern line 

Watching the shine of the shoes 

And hearing the trials of the people there 

Who's to care if they lose.

And take a look you may see me on the ground 

For I am the parasite of this town. 

And take a look you may see me in the dirt 

For I am the parasite who hangs from your skirt.

Nick Drake