LYRIC

A velvet glove strokes a hairy thigh
The dawn is breaking across the sky
My mind is purple
Like the bubbles round your lips
Oh baby I sure groove the way
You move your hips
Satan has already sat down to eat
Feasting on freshly slaughtered meat
A splash of blood
Falls on your milk white breast
Oh look Nixon has arrived with Hitler
As his very special guest
Straying by the waterside
My reflection looks so cool
The ripples whisper warnings
I could end up in the pool
Floating through forever
Like blossom in the wind
Meeting all the people
Who've sinned and sinned and sinned…
Calling earth on the telephone
Slurred speech and unfinished phrases
Curly headed heads are turning
It’s getting very hazy

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