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• Artiste: Wailing Wall (The)
• Titre: Bread In Your Belly
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I watch you gather up the grass between your tiny feet While the flowers spring up from the ground that's underneath your seat Your eyes just like two buzzing flies and your lips made out of meat It's so great when we pollinate beneath your sacred sheets I love the way you laugh at me every time I speak Miscalculated mumbles from my terminated beak With your caffeinated eyes and your carbonated cheeks Your gazes keep me energized and your kisses make me weak I haven't a thought for the Nancy or Nelly Their faces are fine but their feet are so smelly Your hugs are like honey and clay pots of jelly You'll bake my babies like bread in your belly And if I find I'm feeding from the bottom of the bowl I look at you, your eyes are blue but mine are lumps of coal So transmit me your divinity and purify my soul Before I'm found beneath the ground and insects eat me whole So you there with your knotted hair and pleasant little bruise Wipe the stains off of your face; I'll give you some good news Wear my favorite flowered dress and tie your tattered shoes We'll run through every color and alleviate your blues I haven't a thought for the Nancy or Nelly Their faces are fine but their feet are so smelly Your hugs are like honey and clay pots of jelly You'll bake my babies like bread in your belly I will paint with your brush and your bristles will stroke me I will swallow your fists and your gripping will choke me I will melt in your hands and your fingers will mold me I will lie on your chest and your arms will enfold me I will sing all your songs and your notes will ring through me I will rip in your grip and your tears will tattoo me I will call out your name and your sound will renew me I will fight with your might and your love will undo me I will dance with your legs and your thighs will invite me I will print on your page and your lips will recite me I will swim in your sea and your wave will capsize me I will drink from your tongue and your breath will baptize me