Wailing Wall (The)

Bread In Your Belly
I watch you gather up the grass between your tiny feetWhile the flowers spring up from the ground that's underneath your seatYour eyes just like two buzzing flies and your lips made out of meatIt's so great when we pollinate beneath your sacred sheetsI love the way you laugh at me every time I speakMiscalculated mumbles from my terminated beakWith your caffeinated eyes and your carbonated cheeksYour gazes keep me energized and your kisses make me weakI haven't a thought for the Nancy or NellyTheir faces are fine but their feet are so smellyYour hugs are like honey and clay pots of jellyYou'll bake my babies like bread in your bellyAnd if I find I'm feeding from the bottom of the bowlI look at you, your eyes are blue but mine are lumps of coalSo transmit me your divinity and purify my soulBefore I'm found beneath the ground and insects eat me wholeSo you there with your knotted hair and pleasant little bruiseWipe the stains off of your face; I'll give you some good newsWear my favorite flowered dress and tie your tattered shoesWe'll run through every color and alleviate your bluesI haven't a thought for the Nancy or NellySongtexteTheir faces are fine but their feet are so smellyYour hugs are like honey and clay pots of jellyYou'll bake my babies like bread in your bellyI will paint with your brush and your bristles will stroke meI will swallow your fists and your gripping will choke meI will melt in your hands and your fingers will mold meI will lie on your chest and your arms will enfold meI will sing all your songs and your notes will ring through meI will rip in your grip and your tears will tattoo meI will call out your name and your sound will renew meI will fight with your might and your love will undo meI will dance with your legs and your thighs will invite meI will print on your page and your lips will recite meI will swim in your sea and your wave will capsize meI will drink from your tongue and your breath will baptize me Aus Songtexte Mania