Cherry-Coloured Funk

He'll hang that heart's black and dull as the night
And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and blues
You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying
Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque
We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasy

(Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains)
(Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains)
Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
(Still being cried and laughed at from light to blue)
(Still being cried and laughed at before)
We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy
Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
Should I be sung and unbroken by not saying

Still being cried and laughed at from behind
You'll hang the hearts black and dull as the night
(Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains)
You mind not saying