Third Uncle

Phil ManzaneraPhilip Targett-Adams. Londra, 31/01/1951
  (guitar)

Brian EnoBrian Peter George St. John le Baptiste de la Salle Eno. Woodbridge (Suffolk), 15/05/1948
  (vocal, sintetizzatore, guitar)

Bill MacCormickLondra, 1951
  (bass, vocal)

Francis Monkman
  (Fender Rhodes, clavinet)

Simon Phillips
  (drums, rhythm box)

Lloyd Watson
  (slide guitar, vocal)

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
There are Rockers,
They're in schools
There was 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.

Note:

Alternative hearings:

There are Rockers == They're in lockers

R Carlberg adds:
Comparing the version on TTM(BS) with that on 801 Live, the lyrics differ somewhat. On Tiger Mountain you have it correct down to: "There are Rockers" which is actually "Pair of knockers" followed by "They're in schools" which should be "Paris schools" On the 801 Live version however, the verses get mixed up, with "There are legs, there are sharks" dropped and "There was John, there are cliffs" is sung twice. When he gets to "Paris schools" it sound like he sings "Very true" instead (but NOT on the original). Last section begins, "I'll burn my fingers..."

Keith reckons:
I have a feeling Eno sings "They're In Lockers, They're in Schools" rather than They're Rockers or the ludicrous "Pair of Knockers".

Matthew McGee: Very cool site. I've been listening to Eno since highschool, and I'm glad to be able to finally end some arguments over lyrics with a couple of friends. I thought I'd write in to give my version of the lyrics for the song Third Uncle. The last stanza which starts with "Burn my fingers" I've always translated (after many stoned listenings) as:
Burn my fingers
Burn my toes
Burn my uncle
Burn his books
Burn his shoes
Cut the thread off
It's too long
It doesn't fit me or you
It looks tight on you
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