You haven't found it yet
Haven't found it yet
Just haven't found it yet
Found it yet
Found it yet

Look at the glass, turn your head
You haven't found it yet
Moving down the lane inside
It's flashy Camden Town
It's that London lyric again
You haven't found it yet
You haven't found it yet
Just haven't found it yet

Impulses crowd your head
Too much to be absorbed
You're into the top shackle
Mental saw-down of your head
Which bemoans a simple fact
You haven't found it yet
You just haven't found it yet
You haven't found it yet
Found it yet

It seemed so clear in bed
It's dark but your legs, they are dead
Your pen is encombed in mattress
You're not going to get it yet
You haven't found it yet
You just haven't found it yet
You haven't found it yet
Haven't found it yet

You're dying but still warm
Put this writing on your tomb
Spit out with dying breath
You haven't found it yet
You haven't found it yet
Haven't found it yet

I dictate (haven't found it yet)
Transcribe (haven't found it yet)
Relations (haven't found it yet)
Dear cousin (haven't found it yet)
It's destiny (you haven't found it yet)

The grist that curtails the mill
Shall make us strong