Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Un Beso, artist - CocoRosie. Album song Heartache City, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 17.09.2015
Record label: Self Release
Song language: English
Un Beso |
| My mother calls it gypsy lifting |
| I’m going to get a bag |
| The wind is just right |
| And the violets think so too |
| I think I spy a chat |
| Making a poo |
| I’d like to gypsy-lift the stars |
| And send one out to you |
| You, who are you |
| Someone with no dandruff |
| Perhaps brown eyes a derelict |
| A dandy |
| I’m out shopping in my canoe |
| Finger frolicking the fireflies |
| Finger fucking firewood |
| Spying on the masturbating snails |
| Hollyhocks and cat tails |
| Boneless jelly fish and whales |
| Perhaps I’ll meet you then |
| On the decadent horizon |
| Where young lovers lock lips |
| Looking at the lockness monster |
| Phooey, phooey, hence cabluey |
| Gypsying-lifting on a hand stand |
| Little fawny, dawn-lit and scrawny |
| Daryl, Jordan, Henry and Johnny |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| It’s just me the chimney sweep |
| Little bo-peep |
| Tending to her sheep |
| Eating her curds and whey |
| Daryl Hanna, get a grip |
| It’s only the first season |
| Of the end of your career |
| Nightmares and dreams |
| Harlequins and queens |
| Who is my truest love |
| Don’t make me take my finger out |
| And point it in your direction |
| The bible tells me so |
| Gee wiz |
| He’s out shopping in the trees again |
| Moss on trees, moss on trees, moss on trees |
| Broken branches, avalanches |
| Who’s got the keys to my jeep |
| Who’s got the code to the condo of my soul |
| Out robbing graves again like Marilyn Manson |
| I’ll admit I’m popular amongst the ivies and the ferns |
| Can’t say if the felines took to me |
| Out robbing graves again like Marilyn Manson |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| (Buttermilk molasses, sugar tooth and grasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| You tear me apart |
| (Buttermilk molasses) |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |
| Un beso, un beso (un beso, un beso) |
| You tear me apart |
| Un beso, un beso |
| Your palm on my heart |