Robyn Hitchcock & The Venus 3 - John in the Air lyrics

Sailor from paradise, sailor from Spain Sailor of ecstacy grown in your veins We are internal, we travel nowhere Back to the zero of John in the air Teach me to grovel, I'll be on your side Teach me to mend like a violet bride Mending is easy If there's no tear Tear on the barb of young John in the air I would go hunting if I had my wish I would go fishing if I was a fish Swim to the lamp at the end of the pier Catch on the hook of young John in the air John in the air John in the air…