Paroles Ode To The Banana King (Part One) de Tori Amos

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Textes et Paroles de Ode To The Banana King (Part One)




Turning back ten thousand years.
It's all a blur, where the taxis go.
Monster man, a willing friend.
Lucy serves the melon cold.
Oh, oh, va-va-violent and delicious souls.

Oh, oh, oh. Four red trucks dressed illegally.
Our mother knows how the bugle blows.
Heh, oh, eh-eh. Gonna get caught, gonna get caught,
Gonna get caught in her rug, babe. Oh... now, c'mon.


This is not a conclusion, no revolution.
Just a-a little confusion, on where your head has been.
Yeay, yeay, yeay, yeay, yeay, yeay.


Boats made out of paper float.
Dreams made up for the Banana king.
Darling, crumbs you have lapped freely of,
Devious we all have been.
Oh, yeah, va-va-violent and delicious souls.
Va-va-violent and delicious soul. Aha-ah.


This is not a conclusion, no revolution, no.
Just a little confusion on where your head has been.
Yeah, heah, yeah, yeah.
Hah... yea, yeah, yeah, nay. Yay nay nay nay nay.


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