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Well I was walkin' on feet |
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Just like my father |
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As my knees tried to reach you |
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At your mothers |
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My nose was sniffin' that you smelled |
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Like a lover |
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But my hands had to treat you |
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Like a brother |
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THANK YOU FOR THE PAIN! |
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Shakey shakey shoulders |
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Down to the river of the noses in the night |
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Well I've given up lips and simple treasure |
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As I cross across your bends and I get pleasure |
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And I don't tickle your limbs |
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'Cause they don't matter |
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But you keep on movin' day |
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With my sleepin' patterns |
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THANK YOU FOR THE PAIN! |
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Got shakey shakey shoulders |
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Down to the river of the noses in the night |
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What's with all the changin' since the time and was it worse? |
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Have to leave people every once a while and learn |
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They empty out their pockets and their facing other places |
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And you must be sure you're happy when you leave some places |
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Three little people sittin' in my cherry tree |
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But I'd be sad to be rejected from (Huh?) |
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Sail away forgotten and to touch was almost heaven |
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You'd be very happy if I touched her there |
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I was very nervous I down gettin' there |
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I was very cautious won't you say hey there |
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Would you like to see me? Often |
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Do you really need to see me? Often |
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'Cause I'd like to see you, often! |
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'Cause I need to see you, often! |
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Thank you for the pain! |
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Now shake your shoulders |
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And go down to the river of the noses in the night |
