Keeping Still - Robyn Hitchcock

Men expect to be inspired
Women need to be desired
If you move around too fast
Then your love will never last
Keeping still is the only way to make love
When the world has turned to dust
Deep below its shattered crust
'Mid the ruins of their town
People moving up and down
Crouched in terror and disease
Making love upon their knees
Keeping still is the only way to make love
Keeping still is the only way to make love
Remember if you move too much
It all goes off at the slightest touch
Let the smoke enjoy the air
It was born to disappear
We may never be as one
But we sure can have some fun
Keeping still is the only way to make love
Keeping still is the only way
In the stillness of the bell
Feel the silence start to swell
Chickens in a chicken coop
Wish they had some human soup
Let the smoke enjoy your lungs
While the sacred neck is wrung
Keeping still is the only way to make love
Keeping still is the only way to make love