Icicle Works Into The Mystic
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
And the bonnie boat was won
That we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Oh, let your soul and spirit fly, into the mystic
When that fog horn blows
You know I will be comin' home
When that fog horn blows
I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Mama, just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float, into the mystic
Oh-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Whoa-oh-ooh
Whoa, whoa-ooh
When that fog horn blows
You know I will be comin' home
When that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
Well, I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
So like we're back in the days of old
And unanimously we will float
Into, into, into, into the mystic
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Oh, let your body go
Oh, let your mind go on
Ho!
Spoken:
I just wanna rock
Still wanna rock your soul, baby
I just wanna rock
Just wanna rock!
Your jellyroll soul
Said I wanna rock!
Jellyroll soul
Let your body go
Yeah, I wanna rock your soul, baby
I just wanna rock your soul, baby
Mama!
Ho!
Oh yeah
