Text: Manfred Mann. Cubist Town.

The world was just the world of pollen air
I wandered 'round and 'round the busy square
I turned and floated gently upside down
And one by one the people gathered 'round

The rivers and the bridges turned to blue
The thin age of the night is creeping through
The orange sun is dying on the line
And slowly melt into the sea of wine

Good night, cubist town, good night
The day has vanished with the night
The light has vanished with the day
And the bride passed me quietly away

The table grows the evening meal's begun
The wedding song of love has just been sung
But there's to much of this, too much for me
I go outside where darkness sets me free

Good night, cubist town, good night
The day has vanished with the night
The light has vanished with the day
And the bride passed me quietly away

I thought I saw the house where you were born
A yellow house, the color of the corn
I thought I saw strange beasts out there in the sky
But music filled my mind, then they passed by

Good night, cubist town, good night
The day has vanished with the night
The light has vanished with the day
And the bride passed me quietly away

But music filled my mind, then they passed by

Good night, cubist town, good night
The day has vanished with the night
Good night, cubist town, good night
The night has vanished with the day

Good night, cubist town, good night
The day has vanished with the night
Good night, cubist town, good night