"On the first floor of the dryout house was a replica dartboard
And the man on the floor,
His soul went out of the window, over the lawn
And round into the mad kid
"Please take this medallion
Please wear this medallion
It's no sign of authority
Put the gold on, put it on
Courtesy winter
His soul went into the mad kid
And the man on the first floor said
'I just looked round
I just looked round
I just looked round
And my youth, it was sold.'"
He clearly say very similar lines (in a completely different order) on the Peel Session version, indicating that this is the likeliest interpretation.
Hence, not merely an odd narrative sequence, but a truly eerie one.
The "lights" bit is both hilarious and perversely charming.
Another transcription of the first section of lyrics, as performed by Taylor Parkes in an article for The Quietus about Smith's lyrical style circa 1978-1983 (see http://thequietus.com/articles/03925-the-fall-and-mark-e-smith-as-a-narrative-lyric-writer), reads as such:
"On the first floor of the dryout house was a replica dartboard And the man on the floor, His soul went out of the window, over the lawn And round into the mad kid "Please take this medallion Please wear this medallion It's no sign of authority Put the gold on, put it on Courtesy winter
His soul went into the mad kid And the man on the first floor said 'I just looked round I just looked round I just looked round And my youth, it was sold.'"
He clearly say very similar lines (in a completely different order) on the Peel Session version, indicating that this is the likeliest interpretation.
Hence, not merely an odd narrative sequence, but a truly eerie one.
The "lights" bit is both hilarious and perversely charming.