Your Mouth
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
Back down to the work again
It's no place for a living man
I ride around on the ice cream bicycle
Dreamsicle in my hand
Once over the park again
I sing bombpop'll do you well
I wait for day to be night again
Ringin' that foolish bell
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
Back down in the dust again
I see a vision that I cannot stand
Another vendor on a bicycle bender
Lollipops in his hand
Once over the park again
I sing bombpop'll do you well
I wait for day to be night again
Ringin' that foolish bell
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
And I work in the flames
(No love shines down)
But if your lips would invite me
(to come round)
I would fly like a starling from the mountain face
To your world and a resting place
Whoah oooh, oh, oh, oh oh
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
Your mind is like a spaceship that the angels might fly
And I ride any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Back down to the work again
It's no place for a living man
I ride around on the ice cream bicycle
Dreamsicle in my hand
Once over the park again
I sing bombpop'll do you well
I wait for day to be night again
Ringin' that foolish bell
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
Back down in the dust again
I see a vision that I cannot stand
Another vendor on a bicycle bender
Lollipops in his hand
Once over the park again
I sing bombpop'll do you well
I wait for day to be night again
Ringin' that foolish bell
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
And I work in the flames
(No love shines down)
But if your lips would invite me
(to come round)
I would fly like a starling from the mountain face
To your world and a resting place
Whoah oooh, oh, oh, oh oh
Your mouth is my apartment in the evening
And I sleep in a ruby dark bed
Your mind is like a spaceship that the angels might fly
And I ride any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Any place in your head
Credits
Writer(s): Ginger Wildheart
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