Uncle Edwin by Wendyhouse

Uncle Edwin (lyrics)

We all want to live in the sky (x3)
Like a bird on the wing of a silver wind

My uncle fell out of a time warp
He’s Uncle Edwin
My father has a sister and his name’s Uncle Edwin
He lived in our shed for a while
And made a pair of feathery wings

Uncle Edwin always dressed kind of strange
Still I figured something was going on that day

Its wasn’t the bondage pants with zips
Or the big satin shirt with the green elephants
It wasn’t the bells on his bicycle clips
Or his red toupee with the Velcro flaps
It wasn’t he goggles with the missing lens
Or the piece of bubble gum stuck behind his ear
Or the breast pocket with its row of six felt pens
Or his rubber ducky or his teddy bear
It was those feathery wings that he decided to wear

We were playing attack of the dystopian mind-fuckers from hell
Meanwhile our uncle mounted his bike with a hearty ha ha ha hah
Our favourite uncle waved goodbye
Through the one broken lens I saw the gleam in his eye

He rode passed the place where I grazed my knee
Passed a corporate building which they sold to Japan
He rode park that I played in before
They dug it all up and reclaimed the land
For an American

He rode passed the Taco Bell
He rode passed the wishing well
He rode passed the Taco Bell
And another, and another, and the last one
He rode to the top of the cliffs ringing his bicycle bell
Ringing his bicycle bell

Uncle Edwin gave his bicycle away
To some young lovers who were staring out at the bay
He fastened his wings
He said his prayers
And he took
One step
And he jumped
Off the cliff…

Uncle Edwin left us on that day
I got a postcard from him he’s in sunny Hawke’s Bay
He’s sitting by the seashore drinking tea
And he says he’s met an absolutely
Supercalifragidishy lady x 3
Lady
And he’s happy as can be

We all want to live in the sky (x3)
Like a bird on the wing of a silver wind

• Alternative
• Comedy
• Folk
• Novelty
• Punk
• toy music
• Wellington