Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Lizard Lady, artist - The Residents.
Date of issue: 20.03.2011
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
The Lizard Lady |
What’s a woman going to do but throw away her bread |
Her feet are feeling funny as she lies beneath the bed |
She reminisces of the pungent Adriatic Sea |
And then she crawls and counts her cans and twitches like a flea |
What she really likes to do is sit upon a pew |
And make believe that time has stopped and motionless is new |
Planes are stranded in the sky and drains are stopping, too |
She alone is laughing under eyelids full of flu |
She scurries, hurries, worries that the wicked will receive |
Their candy from a handsome man and coffee from a thief |
She gazes at a hourglass and asks it if it cares |
And then she wonders if the lizard likes his lettuce rare |
«Lizard, yes a lizard, little lizard of the sea |
Conspicuously alcoholic, flicks his tongue at me |
Release me, release me lizard, blizzard of the bee |
Mushed inside a sock you still dare me to die |
Dare me to die at home |
Coating all my lungs with honey, sticky coating running runny |
Feet of lizard fly and stop and fly and stop and fly |
And flicker tongue is licking out to find me, feel me, hide! |
Hide from the tongue |
The tongue is coming! |
Cruising! |
Oozing! |
Over land and under ashes, in the sunlight, see it flashes |
Find a fly and eat his eye, but don’t believe in me |
Don’t believe in me, don’t believe in me |
Don’t believe in me, don’t believe in me |
Don’t believe in me…» |