The Ray Martians - So Surreal

Try to fly with no net
Said the man who'd lost regret
If you're wear your bowler hat
You can't fall far wearing that
Though that might be seemingly so surreal

Ceci n'est pas, this is not it, Ceci n'est pas, this is not it
Mama is dead, but mama lives on and on and on and on
Ceci n'est pas, this is not it, Ceci n'est pas, this is not it
War will end, but the war goes on and on and on and on

If you float up above the ground
Soon you won't hear any sound
Hold your brolly high
It's holding up the sky
Though that might be seemingly so surreal

Ceci n'est pas, this is not it, Ceci n'est pas, this is not it
Mama is dead, but mama lives on and on and on and on
Ceci n'est pas, this is not it, Ceci n'est pas, this is not it
War will end, but the war goes on and on and on and on

Thank you Rene Magritte
Nothing and no one's complete
We forgive you, Rene, forget
Non, je ne regrette

With your clay pipe in your hand
Nothing at all goes to plan
With a hole in the back of your head
Or an apple in place instead
Though that might be seemingly so surreal

The city floats above
There's a forgery for your love
A lady in white walks by
The clouds look stuck in the sky
Though that might be seemingly so surreal

Written by:
Tony Brenan

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