Lyrics Tamborine Cut -

Tamborine Cut

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Treating me good is like pulling, pulling out my tooth?
be slippin', love is not a food.
It’s all coming back to slack,
sleeping all day, my back’s about to crack.
I’m in the air, I’m on the ground, I may be all around.
Just like the (?
) it’s what I’m all about.
This is the sound, this is the thought,
what again what again is what I brought.
I lost this girl I swear, the most beautiful thing I ever could wear.
Kept me warm and cozy, but I had to kick her out when she got too nosey.
«Yeah, it’s gonna be well wicked»
A very soft?
they long for wisdom.
A taste of peace so the rhyme is a treasure
measure.
I bet the time isn’t over or out of my sight.
This is the ugly thing,
it’s such a beast in sight.
It seems so long ago, but then again, my life has gone backward since I was ten.
Stepped in spiders, bugs, and flies.
I’ve got a great interest for all that
jives.
I’ve got a great interest for all that jives.
I’ve got a great interest
for all that jives.
«Yeah, it’s gonna be well wicked»
I’m mute to silence to where it’s on.
I get the hairy thing your body keepin'
on the straw.
I like it lazy not too crazy.
Baby get loosened.
I want to know
what you think so I know what I’m choosing.
I like those things that keep me up.
Getting striked all night by the tambourine cut.
It’s who I am,
a futuristic harlequin.
An animal on lead unable to sing.
When I’m in.