Ultra Unbelievable Love

Robyn Hitchcock · Perspex Island [1991]

Every night I vibrate internally

That's my form of prayer

And the angels signal me

"Come over here, mister

Stretch out your glove..."



You've got to nail it down

You got to nail it down

I got to nail it down

That ultra unbelievable love



Every morning I wake up alone

Ain't nobody there

All of my friends have died and changed their shape

Flapping away like crows, mister

That swoop down from above



I've got to nail it down (Nail it down)

I've got to nail it down (Nail it down)

I've got to nail it down (Nail it down)

That ultra unbelievable love



A cartoon man in the real world

Cartoon man in the real world



Oh, mockery is easy and a good laugh, too

You can laugh at hair

There are no jokes in the Bible, Keith

And it's a crying shame, mister

Haven't you cried enough?



I got to nail it down (Nail it down)

I've got to nail it down (Nail it down)

I got to nail it down (Nail it down)

That ultra unbelievable love