| Song | Going For A Walk With A Line |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Folktronic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Currie | |
| There's trouble up at Cowbell Barn | |
| The Shadoks are going back to the moon | |
| With rhododendrons in a burlap sack | |
| Resin on a hessian violin rag | |
| All in Helvetica Light | |
| Robert the devil witnessed the nostril | |
| Of an elderly phoenix in a youth hostel | |
| Playing violin up a monkey pine | |
| In a finger painting for Dr Prinzhorn | |
| (Psychiatrist of these parts) | |
| The violin frightened Bimbo the cat | |
| So they put on a tape of the sound of pot plants | |
| Growing, little knowing | |
| That a woodlouse would grouse about that | |
| A call came in from the Empire of Numbers | |
| A government inspector was passing amongst us | |
| Incognito, my little female circus rider | |
| From Exotik Park would have to go | |
| Rainy weather by the river | |
| Snake paths in the grass | |
| The child with a Chloranthemum divining twig | |
| Cuts Alpinism class | |
| Delia Derbyshire, Malcolm Clarke | |
| And Desmond Briscoe sit in the dark | |
| Invoking a spirit mathematician: | |
| Phra the Phoenician | |
| High on his evergreen reputation | |
| Don John's under investigation | |
| Apparently his donkey ratted on him | |
| Because the Don frightened him out of his skin | |
| It's a shambles, never mumble in the brambles | |
| A little Italian opera queen | |
| Is reading a book to the twitter machine | |
| 'AAAS Calcul-Geometrie | |
| (Element 18)' | |
| Tunis Hamamet, that conifer smell | |
| The oriental cemetery -- and there's Bill | |
| Explaining pop music to the mentally ill | |
| Stirring mint tea with a Lucifer match | |
| Let's stay a while and watch | |
| Pictograms in porcelain | |
| Sketches of birds, vogel skizzern | |
| Field dynamics for sizothymes | |
| Going for a walk with a line | |
| What a palaver, more's the pity | |
| Death is in Dessau buying pottery | |
| Orienteering, you part the trees | |
| And see three walled medieval cities | |
| And a dragonfly | |
| Meister Eckhart went into the light | |
| And found a desert on the other side | |
| 'Children of wisdom', Goethe said | |
| 'Make fools of the fools, as one should' | |
| That advice is good | |
| Put down your line, put down your pen | |
| A snowstorm is approaching, friend | |
| Soon it'll all be white | |
| It's paper in the end, and light |
| zuo ci : Currie | |
| There' s trouble up at Cowbell Barn | |
| The Shadoks are going back to the moon | |
| With rhododendrons in a burlap sack | |
| Resin on a hessian violin rag | |
| All in Helvetica Light | |
| Robert the devil witnessed the nostril | |
| Of an elderly phoenix in a youth hostel | |
| Playing violin up a monkey pine | |
| In a finger painting for Dr Prinzhorn | |
| Psychiatrist of these parts | |
| The violin frightened Bimbo the cat | |
| So they put on a tape of the sound of pot plants | |
| Growing, little knowing | |
| That a woodlouse would grouse about that | |
| A call came in from the Empire of Numbers | |
| A government inspector was passing amongst us | |
| Incognito, my little female circus rider | |
| From Exotik Park would have to go | |
| Rainy weather by the river | |
| Snake paths in the grass | |
| The child with a Chloranthemum divining twig | |
| Cuts Alpinism class | |
| Delia Derbyshire, Malcolm Clarke | |
| And Desmond Briscoe sit in the dark | |
| Invoking a spirit mathematician: | |
| Phra the Phoenician | |
| High on his evergreen reputation | |
| Don John' s under investigation | |
| Apparently his donkey ratted on him | |
| Because the Don frightened him out of his skin | |
| It' s a shambles, never mumble in the brambles | |
| A little Italian opera queen | |
| Is reading a book to the twitter machine | |
| ' AAAS CalculGeometrie | |
| Element 18' | |
| Tunis Hamamet, that conifer smell | |
| The oriental cemetery and there' s Bill | |
| Explaining pop music to the mentally ill | |
| Stirring mint tea with a Lucifer match | |
| Let' s stay a while and watch | |
| Pictograms in porcelain | |
| Sketches of birds, vogel skizzern | |
| Field dynamics for sizothymes | |
| Going for a walk with a line | |
| What a palaver, more' s the pity | |
| Death is in Dessau buying pottery | |
| Orienteering, you part the trees | |
| And see three walled medieval cities | |
| And a dragonfly | |
| Meister Eckhart went into the light | |
| And found a desert on the other side | |
| ' Children of wisdom', Goethe said | |
| ' Make fools of the fools, as one should' | |
| That advice is good | |
| Put down your line, put down your pen | |
| A snowstorm is approaching, friend | |
| Soon it' ll all be white | |
| It' s paper in the end, and light |
| zuò cí : Currie | |
| There' s trouble up at Cowbell Barn | |
| The Shadoks are going back to the moon | |
| With rhododendrons in a burlap sack | |
| Resin on a hessian violin rag | |
| All in Helvetica Light | |
| Robert the devil witnessed the nostril | |
| Of an elderly phoenix in a youth hostel | |
| Playing violin up a monkey pine | |
| In a finger painting for Dr Prinzhorn | |
| Psychiatrist of these parts | |
| The violin frightened Bimbo the cat | |
| So they put on a tape of the sound of pot plants | |
| Growing, little knowing | |
| That a woodlouse would grouse about that | |
| A call came in from the Empire of Numbers | |
| A government inspector was passing amongst us | |
| Incognito, my little female circus rider | |
| From Exotik Park would have to go | |
| Rainy weather by the river | |
| Snake paths in the grass | |
| The child with a Chloranthemum divining twig | |
| Cuts Alpinism class | |
| Delia Derbyshire, Malcolm Clarke | |
| And Desmond Briscoe sit in the dark | |
| Invoking a spirit mathematician: | |
| Phra the Phoenician | |
| High on his evergreen reputation | |
| Don John' s under investigation | |
| Apparently his donkey ratted on him | |
| Because the Don frightened him out of his skin | |
| It' s a shambles, never mumble in the brambles | |
| A little Italian opera queen | |
| Is reading a book to the twitter machine | |
| ' AAAS CalculGeometrie | |
| Element 18' | |
| Tunis Hamamet, that conifer smell | |
| The oriental cemetery and there' s Bill | |
| Explaining pop music to the mentally ill | |
| Stirring mint tea with a Lucifer match | |
| Let' s stay a while and watch | |
| Pictograms in porcelain | |
| Sketches of birds, vogel skizzern | |
| Field dynamics for sizothymes | |
| Going for a walk with a line | |
| What a palaver, more' s the pity | |
| Death is in Dessau buying pottery | |
| Orienteering, you part the trees | |
| And see three walled medieval cities | |
| And a dragonfly | |
| Meister Eckhart went into the light | |
| And found a desert on the other side | |
| ' Children of wisdom', Goethe said | |
| ' Make fools of the fools, as one should' | |
| That advice is good | |
| Put down your line, put down your pen | |
| A snowstorm is approaching, friend | |
| Soon it' ll all be white | |
| It' s paper in the end, and light |