Fellini Was

Felini was a tired old man
Living down in Argentina
He had long abandoned his original plan
Of dancing in the concertina

Yeah I’m just trying to stand up
But you keep telling me to sit down

After three years in the hole
It was kinda hard to focus
On a way of getting back home
Or a rhyme or reason between us

I was sanctioned off with millions
Yeah dancing in my bones
I was mixing with civilians
Just trying to water down the stones
It goes ripping round my head
Yeah the lessons that come with death
Marked by the lost dreams of the dead
Chasing that last essence of breath

Fellini was a proud young man
Living down in Granada
He was an original part of the original plan
Of dancing in the old Alhambra

Words and Music by Lionel Lodge
All Rights Reserved
C P Lionel Lodge 2001