Paroles de I'm Not Here

A velvet glove strokes a a hairy thigh The dawn is breaking across the sky My mind is purple Like the bubbles around your lips Oh baby I sure groove the way you move your hips. Satan has already sat down to eat Feasting on freshly slaughtered meat A splash of blood Falls on your milk white breast Oh look Nixon has arrived with Hitler As his very special guest Straying by the waterside My reflection looks so cool The ripples whisper warning I could end up in the pool Floating through forever like blossom in the wind meeting all the people who've sinned and sinned and sinned Calling earth on the telephone Slurred speech and unfinished phrases Curly headed heads are turning It's getting very hazy.