Minute Song Here I come verse number one I am a ' waiting melody ' only for fans I've got thirty five seconds to spin around on a chord And twenty five to be erased, I'm so bored Of course I build musical machines I sing along and crumble anagram dances On the fits, on the starts, on the blanks But too late, It's the edge and I sink It's just a minute song walking for hours On a long long year lost in september Two musical images on a gap in time Sliding and hanging around and around and around Now where does the chorus city disappeared With its flaming people sheding dixieland tears Its flags waving on a Big Ben hour Popsun drinking just to feel like a flower Here it's just a lonely suburb A line to cross, a line to disturb The second slice of dawn where no one dances Before a pityful bridge not better than two pences It's just a minute song walking for hours On a long long year lost in september Two musical images on a gap in time Sliding and hanging around and around and around