A Night In Dad's Bag (Live At The Roundhouse 24/6/73) - Man
Went out in a desert
Nothing but sand
Ain't no-one to talk to
It's tough on the land
You think you see people
It looks like a tree
A carpet of pleasure
That comes from the sea
Pictures change the scene
You're living in a dream
And if you think it's mad
You're living
You spend a night in Dad's bag
Hey wo
Crystals of water
Form on your face
A tingling sensation
Has started to race
Do you abandoned
Alone on a hill
He's followed by bandits
They're up for the kill
Pictures change the scene
You're living in a dream
And if you think it's mad
You're living
You spend a night in Dad's bag
As temptation lingers
Do you hand in the towel
Or enter the desert
That's come for you now
Do you hear the voices
Alone on a hill
He's followed by bandits
You ain't got a friend
Pictures change the scene
You're living in a dream
And if you think it's sad
You're living
You spend a night in Dad's bag