Frog Eyes One In Six Children Will Flee In Boats
Silver gnomes all in my dome and cameras can finally roam
By themselves, they've got hearts to moan
And friends of mine have got friends with coke
Oh, rabbit, rabbit, you've this habit of breaking legs
and nouveau carat
And my heart has passed its final rite and it's breaking
legs for dollars
These blue boards keep on creaking in my head
These blue boards, creaking on my ship
Though the light is an undescribed sanction
Who you questioning in the blue-black dirt?
Over that ridge a hunter lives, stake him out with broken
gifts
By the light, by the merry man who gave his lives when he
gave knives to children
Raise him up, stake him up, grab the sun and drink his
blood in cups
Don't wait to be a monarch, man
Oh I'll bet you can, I know you can
These blue boards keep on creaking in my head
These blue boards, creaking on my ship
Though the light is taking its time
Who you questioned in the blue-black dirt?
