Insect Mother - Robyn Hitchcock, The Egyptians

Lift up your candle dress

Unweave your nylon spine

In velvet and in onions

You will soon be mine

I am your humble servant

Madam as you see

Tonight I am determined

You will lie along with me

You are an insect mother

With a black shiny head

That parts your cloak to open

Human you upon the bed

You are an insect mother

I your jammy son

And now we’ve found each other

There is nowhere else to run

Lift up your candle dress

Unweave your nylon spine

In velvet and in onions

You will soon be mine