Cocoa Hooves
Let's all go with bitter Grey,
He turns his leather gripped cane,
Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
They've come to hold you in the nights,
He packs a fight, "un partu"
Japan make home-made perfume
Sip froth from soft, warm joe
It's no guide or down bake close
You know, you know the way that I hide
[Chorus]
Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
Why don't you set your wings on fire?
You slick back, though I remain, an etox light
Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn, inscribes the slaved
You fingel down they're waxed in line
Between your breasts, a squeaky pain upon each breath
The promised land, I said, I said, I said,
You know the way that I hide for you
[Chorus]
Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
Why don't you set your wings on fire?
Come on you hermit, why don't you play nice?
Why don't you toy with sex and violence?
Why don't you stare back, into my huge eye?
Why don't you set my wings on fire?