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Dienstag, 18. September 2012

coconut skins


You can hold her hand 
And show her how you cry 
Explain to her your weakness 
So she understands 
And then roll over and die

You can brave decisions 
Before you crumble up inside 
Spend your time asking everyone else's permission 
Then run away and hide

Or you can sit on chimneys 
Put some fire up your ass 
No need to know what you're doing or waiting for 
But if anyone should ask 
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins 
And we've been hanging out 
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins 
And relieve us our doubt 
La la la la la la la...

Oh you can hold her eggs 
But your basket has a hole 
You can lie between her legs and go looking for 
Tell her you're searching for her soul 
You can wait for ages 
Watch your compost turn to coal 
Time is contagious 
Everybody's getting old

So you can sit on chimneys 
Put some fire up your ass 
No need to know what you're doing or looking for 
But if anyone should ask 
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins 
And we've been hanging out 
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins 
And relieve us our doubt 
La la la la la la la...

:)