Throwing Muses White Bikini Sand
Come clean on the white bikini sand
Hold me on the white bikini sand
I wish you would
It's high noon all around
It's hard to spot the villain and the clown
When you only see through heavy, heavy lids
The white bikini sand
A sunburn later I'm a coward and a fool
Yak about the open road
Yak and yak until today
When a firestorm blew them away
John saw on a white bikini sand
His shadow on a white bikini sand
On fire
On fire
