Trouble, trouble, I’m a backflip bunny
Trouble, trouble, I should slow our learning
Easy, easy, won’t you take a seat now
You take news like I take?
By the way – I don’t have your money
Have you seen that girl that keeps on whispering
She’s so pretty, you saw my heart missing
Squeezy, squeezy wound me all tick tock now
Once again I think you’ve cloned my mind now
By the way I don’t have your money
I like what you do to me
Summer days in front of me
It’s been a long while since I saw you out back
There’s some tables and chairs and a hard leather rack
There’s a glass of water her mouth has been
Had to carry a cross made entirely of dreams
I squeezed real hard just to prove my own strength
An oily old sea and a picturesque house
It’s a crazy pack I could see the alarm
Cause you know those folks don’t like to be seen
On an empty stomach I jumped in blind
Hanging with, that are just their kind
It’s a figure of speech to admit you’re clean
With a haughty face and a piss in the stream.
