Tricking through the morning
The tramp with the trampoline under his arm
Shifts past your whiskers
So spark is a charm with the barking alarm
Weighs coil ´til the corner is turned

And the bicycle wheels, all struggle to move round
In your muddy mind blatantly cape town
And will intertwine in co-operative time
Shall we sit on the springs ´til the moon goes dry

All the pretty visitors
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall
All the pretty visitors
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall

What came first the chicken or the dickhead?
Split sleep reeps through rewards and ill fitting thoughts
A twilight force, she doesn´t wanna walk
Your legs start running and your legs gets caught

Cannot be nineteen, it´s perfectly placed for
The reasonably frightening,
Pulled from the after taste, you´ll have to slip away
and I´m happy to say
Behold as the crook in a hammock plays

All the pretty visitors
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall
All the pretty visitors anekatips.com
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall

Behold as the crook in the hammock plays
Crawling with the base of the scales
And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act
Gagged, bound and craft in a tale
Trailing wrapped in a gasp

All the pretty visitors
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall
All the pretty visitors
Came and waved their arms and cast
The shadow of a snake pit on the wall