[00:00.00] 作词 : David Bayley
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Bayley
[00:12.77]Alright come close
[00:18.28]Let me show you everything I know
[00:23.33]A jungle slang
[00:28.66]Spinning round my head and I stare
[00:34.05]While my naked fool
[00:39.19]Fresh out of an icky gooey womb
[00:44.33]A woozy youth
[00:49.69]****ed up on her silky smooth perfume
[00:54.32]
[00:54.85][01:57.85][03:21.90]Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
[01:00.29][02:03.06][03:27.02]Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand?
[01:05.38][02:08.30][03:32.24]I'll say I told you so ,but you just gonna cry
[01:10.67][02:13.65][03:37.57]You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes
[01:15.39][01:37.06][01:56.91][02:18.45][02:39.91][03:11.91][04:06.63][03:41.94]
[01:15.73][02:18.91][03:42.82]My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
[01:21.13][02:24.11][03:48.01]Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
[01:26.40][02:29.25][03:53.26]I can't take this place,no I can't take this place
[01:31.77][02:34.58][03:58.51]I just wanna go where I can get some space
[01:37.29]Truth be told
[01:42.12]I been here, I done this all before
[01:47.29]I take your gloom
[01:52.40]I curl it up and puff it into plumes
[02:49.97]Hold my hand, float back to the summer time
[02:55.63]Tangled in the willows, now our tongues are tied
[03:00.86]How can I believe you, how can I be nice
[03:05.77]Tripping round tree stumps in your summer smile

作词 : David Bayley
作曲 : David Bayley
Alright come close
Let me show you everything I know
A jungle slang
Spinning round my head and I stare
While my naked fool
Fresh out of an icky gooey womb
A woozy youth
****ed up on her silky smooth perfume
Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand?
I'll say I told you so ,but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes
My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place,no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space
Truth be told
I been here, I done this all before
I take your gloom
I curl it up and puff it into plumes
Hold my hand, float back to the summer time
Tangled in the willows, now our tongues are tied
How can I believe you, how can I be nice
Tripping round tree stumps in your summer smile