If you can come at all, boys, then come to Scatterseed
Come to rack and ruin, you'll be very glad you did
Surrounded by the girls, boys, dressed in sun and slap
Giving you their love, boys, and giving you the clap, hey

Well never speak of empire, boys, or opportunity
If you come to rack and ruin then you come to run to seed
Decay is half the point when you're greedy for the sun
A little of what you fancy in the face of what's to come, hey

Cos here we ache like Gregory Corso
Make love like Enrico Caruso
Walk like Leonardo, croak like Valentino
Spook like Robinson Crusoe

Our virtue always was really something of a farce
A turgid public show to keep the neighbours in the dark
If your unfulfilled ambition is to be an old disgrace
A blackguard and scoundrel with a gargoyle for a face
You'll fit right in round here, boys, where everybody acts
As if the future were a fiction and the past were just a fact, hey

And here we ache like Gregory Corso
Make love like Enrico Caruso
Walk like Leonardo, croak like Valentino
And spook around like Robinson Crusoe, hey
And so to bed on the Isle of Scatterseed
Why should being a pig be for everyone but me
My human days are gone, boys, I'm beastly after all
And so I shall arise, boys, and so I shall a-fall, hey