Kissing the Pink Follow

Kissing The Pink, the big man restless, naked

there’s a big man restless
who pushes for humor, he’s so relentless
he’s back to back, with no restraint
he’s so relentles, like forty indians
then there’s the group that doesn’t move
to the sound, to the humor
no one knows whose friend he is
he’s always there
he’s the big man restless, like forty indians

no-one knows whose friend he is
he’s always there
he’s the big man restless, like forty indians
I’m in the third group
we push for humor
we’re so relentless, like forty indians

chorus (5*)

the legal quarter of tight lipped man
push for order
and repeat again

anyway the lot regarding the funny man
the big man restless
are so relentless
they scratch about
and like forty indians
the lot turn on the funny man, the big man restless

and what can he say

if the sun’s all gone and we’re wafer thin
and we scratch around in our so frail skin
you could say
you could say

no flags in there, no cause to wave
just the slow slow scratch in the final cave
you could say
you could say

chorus (5*)

the legal quarter of tight lipped man
push for order
and repeat again