"Rambling Through The Avenues Of Time" lyrics - FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS

[Verse 1 - Bret (Jemaine)]
I was wandering through the streets of the city
Rambling through the avenues of time
When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl
And by chance, her eyes fell onto mine

[Verse 2 - Bret (Jemaine)]
So I sat and I acted all nonchalant
She smoked her lavender cigarette
Reading the future that lay in my hands
My shadow played a bass clarinet
(Where are you going with this, Bret?)

[Verse 3 - Bret (Jemaine)]
We waltzed down a moonlit boulevard
Just two silhouettes in the mist(Oh, yes?)
Days went by and years went by
Moments went by when we kissed
(When was this?)

[Verse 4 - Bret (Jemaine)]
She said, "Your beard is woven of heartache
And we'll drink for the lonely tonight."
And the moon is a horny old drunkard
(Ah, Bret, could you please move over to your right?)

[Verse 5 - Bret (Jemaine)]
We drank dandelion wine and we reminisced
About the moment when we first met that day
(I'm trying to watch TV)
Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced
(Oh yeah?...Sounds a bit gay.)

[Verse 6 - Bret (Jemaine)]
She handed me a broken memory
A keepsake to forevermore say
That a brief taste of love is as sweet as any
And with that, she made her way
(Oh, yeah? What was her name?)

[Verse 7 - Bret (Jemaine)]
She said her name was a secret
Then she said her name was Cherie
(Is her middle name Cherie?
So it's "A Secret Cherie", maybe?)
Mmm, maybe (What did she look like?)

[Verse 8 - Bret (Jemaine)]
She looked like a Parisian river (What, dirty?)
She looked like a chocolate eclair (That's rare)
Her eyes were reflections of eyes (Oh, nice)
And the rainbows danced in her hair (Oh yeah..)

[Verse 9 - Bret (Jemaine)]
She reminded me of a winter's morning (What, frigid?)
Her perfume was eau de toilette (What's that mean?)
She was comparable to Cleopatra (Quite old?)
She was like Shakespeare's Juliet (Thirteen?!)

[Verse 10 - Bret (Jemaine)]
The bohemians of Soho did pirouettes
As we waltzed through the streets of Manhattan
On rivers of ribbon and sailboats of song
(Bret, did any of this actually happen?)

[Verse 11 - Bret]
The girl I described, she's as real as the wind
It's true I saw her today
The other details are inventions
Because I prefer her that way