"Third Uncle" as written by Brian Eno and Brian Roy Turrington....
There are tins
There was pork
There are legs
There are sharks
There was john
There are cliffs
There was mother
There's a poker
There was you
Then there was you

There are scenes
There are blues
There are boots
There are shoes
There are Turks
There are fools
They're in lockers
They're in schools
They're in you
Then there was you

Burn my fingers
Burn my toes
Burn my uncle
Burn his books
Burn his shoes
Cook the leather
Put it on me
Does it fit me
Or you
It looks tight on you


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"Third Uncle" as written by Brian Roy Turrington Brian Eno

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    General Commentthose are the lyrics to the original Brian Eno version of the song, but I have never found an accurate version of the Bauhaus lyrics. I have no idea what they are
    xtiandethon May 22, 2004   Link
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    General Commentwho cares? its the quality of the music that makes this song and taking tiger mountain. Best live version is 801's form 1976
    3rd_Uncleon January 01, 2006   Link
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    General CommentBrilliant lyrics, brilliant music
    mediocremurphyon December 17, 2010   Link
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    General CommentSimply amazing song...Bauhaus took an already rollicking, explosive song and made it even more rollicking, and more explosive.
    uberpsycho2on July 25, 2012   Link
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    My InterpretationI'm not 100% percent sure that I'm hearing things correctly but, I'm confident that this is a more accurate transcription of the lyrics as sung by P. Murphy:

    There were tips
    There were sports
    There are legs
    There are sharks
    It was strong (There was right)
    There were hips (There was wrong)
    There was nothing (There was mother)
    But despite (There was father)
    There was you
    Then there was you

    There are snakes
    There are blues
    There are boots
    There are shoes
    There are turks
    There are fools
    There are pockets
    There are schools
    There was you
    Then there was you

    I'll burn my fingers
    Burn my toes
    Burn my uncle (Burn my love)
    Burn these books
    Burn these shoes
    From these legs (Break a leg)
    Mother, father
    Just in case there was you
    Just to hide it from you (Just to keep it from you)
    tetsuo29on August 10, 2015   Link

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