Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
What they say
That the bird in my chest was dead
But thats never, never, never
She aint my thug no more, aint no kind of killer
And she can break them off if she damn well please Just as long as she brings it home to me
And its still hot
Can you touch what Im saying?
Its like, ooh, did Shuggie do it yet?
No, not yet, wait
Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
Tell you what?
That the sex in my walk was cotton soft
But thats never, never, never
With question marks in my eye
And your strange name pressed to our lips
We arrived at number eleven
So charged and ready for slavery
I wont take the stage straight, understand
Under capes with dirty cock dragons
I wanna put out so bad
But something bad says the kids probably right
Are you deflating at the question?
I dont know
Now that the parachute has opened, well
Dont it make you feel good?
Be careful how you touch me
My body is an earthquake
Ready to receive you
Minds making glaciers
Metals for my soldiers
Lets be like strangers touching for the first time
Skeletal lamping, the controller sphere, false priest