Black Francis
O My Tidy Sum
Lazy days under palms of pleasureShe can feel the weight of a margaritaAnd another waveAnother taste of my false mannaI hesitate as I feel the orderAnd I take my place in this twisted arrangementAnd I fall into graceOn the floor of Russian forestO my tidy sumO my tidy sumMany miles away from the cherry plumLazy days as she gives the orderAs she feels the weight of this twisted arrangementAnd another waveOn the floor of the Russian forestShe hesitates under palms of pleasureAnd I take my place at my margaritaAnd I fall into graceOnce more taste of my false mannaO my tidy sumO my tidy sumMany miles away from the cherry plum
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