The Man Who Rolls (Album Version)

歌詞

I am the man that rolls You can find me hanging from a tree My teeth are fit with mandibles and a dangled fig I duly comb the sea-foam till you wash home for good- nesssakes alive honey-bee I am he I am the man that rolls Do you want to check the tag? (no,no) The finger sticking animals Do you want to drag? I don't like to see blood. Are you yellow? Goodnesssakes alive mother hen I am the man that rolls Tied up warming trouble There's a confit of mud my dew-eyed lady double with two right eyes you'll never find yourself I see you struggle A confit of men found teed off the brow Don't fill up on candy You've really gotta hold me I am the man that rolls You can find me hanging from a tree My teeth are fit with mandibles and a dangled fig I duly comb the sea-foam till you wash home for good- nesssakes alive honey-bee I am the man that rolls Tied up warming trouble There's a confit of mud my dew-eyed lady double over two right eyes you'll never find yourself I see you struggle A confit of men proud Stay up somehow Don't fill up on candy You've really got soul Dew-eyed lady double with too wide eyes you always see through shell to pearl blue bubble b-b-bursting hives through the surface seams to a fell of steeple rubble there's a coffin grate in a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel with a goo-eyed baby born of maybe cellofeighning love oh did you hear that one it's the joke of ages dew-eyed lady double with too wide eyes you always see through shell to pearl blue bubble b-b-bursting hives through the surface seams to a fell of steeple rubble there's a coffin grate in a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel with a goo-eyed baby born of maybe cellofeighning love