Woodeneye

Lyrics for Woodeneye

It black and empty, it black and brilliant It bitter tongue shark for the meat again I can’t afford to share it with the street To share the treasure it falls down at your feet It surely would be it make him wooden eye A holy ghost make him kiss it make him cry It through the air snake scoop to catch a pink It make him breathe then fuck it all away Drunk among strangers Leathered and bored Senses I said I’m sorry I’m sorry that I’m not here Perhaps to be somewhere else or something else Bloom is today wear their colours in the grey Blooms are away wears magnificent display It surely would be it make him wooden eye A holy ghost make him kiss it make him cry Wears their colours in the grey Blooms are away wears magnificent display Can’t afford to share the treasure With the street Bloody complete Can’t afford to share the pleasure treasure Drunk among strangers Leathered and bored Senses Woke they read it with eyes!