Won't you dance with me?;
I'm fallin' in love with you.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Some things are too hot to touch;
The human mind can only stand so much
Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.
If this is love then gimme more;
And more and more and more and more.
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?;
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting;
That's hanging in the Louvre
Everything passes,;
Everything changes,;
Just do what you think you should do.
I'm walking through streets that are dead
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.
Has the record been breaking,;
Did the needle just skip
I'll give you more gold;
Than your apron can hold;
If you'll only let your hair hang low
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress