A dream-song riven with anxiety, troubled landscapes and mysterious meetings with strange people. All the meanings and shades of yellow appear here, the good, the heroic, the bad, and the very bad. The refrain of “I love you” comes out the stark contrast between the murky past and the rock solid present. This is where bad should be, in the past. The good is now and the future and for evermore.

Heaven is a-bathing in sunshine

But not a road comes back to me

And all I gotta do is

Wait inside this bus stop

Big yellow monkey on a bobsleigh ride

Hustle up a shave ‘cos I gotta kiss the bride

What’ya gonna do when the sun goes pie-eyed?

All I want to say is that I love you

And all I want to hear you say is that you feel

The same way

I gotta get a jet plane outta here

Before the feathers and the rat tails fly

And all I gotta do is ride those four leaf clovers

Given in a moment and recovered in a crime

In a single breath you make everything divine

Yellow canary in a black coal mine

All I want to say is that I love you

And all I want to hear you say is that you feel

The same way

How many times has it gotta be said

Pick up the pieces in the back of the shed

Running out the building with your face all red

Wrap up the tarp and let’s get to bed

All I want to say is that I love you

And all I want to hear you say is that you feel

The same way

HA HA HA

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!