Honey's eyes are gold
Honey's eyes are double-fold and twisted through my head
Again and again they wrap around the dead
Like honey purring.
There's fire from the air
There's embers barely settled and they're dancing everywhere
We dare, how we dare to call the whole thing terrible.
There's a conversation that we had
There's a lump of pillows in my bed.
Baby's lips are done
The finger on the trigger now it's time to get things done
Bend, go and bend that's how you win someone.
Darling, dance around the stone
All these birds are pigeon-toed and dancing through my head
Again, oh again they shake those hips my blue jean baby
There's a conversation that we had
There's a lump of pillows in my bed.
I will play the nurse if you play dead
We will drop pianos, ammos, yes sirs, on your heads.