Silver Apples of the Moon

Oh the moon is giving sunshine
Sky's full of wine big ol' bear prickly pear
I wanna live in your fuzzy bits an' kissin' lips
Curly hair and squeezy hips places
Where I just fit in you
Never had the luck to see god's hands
Not even his fingernails but if he has a voice
It's just like yours butter and honey and milk and water
Milk and water milk and water
Moon's giving sunshine
Sky's full of wine clouds are pouring
Red stars are pouring white so much
Raining down on me I just lose my...
Moon is giving sunshine
Sky's full of wine big ol' bear prickly pear
I wanna live in your flutter-bys and butterflies
That frame your big round eyes
An' make lightning strike twice inside
Make lightning strike twice inside so much light
Sky's so bright clouds
Are pouring red an' the stars
Are pouring white clouds
Are pouring red an' the stars
Are pouring white lightning strike twice inside night and day
Day and night lightning strike twice inside
Moon is giving sunshine
Sky's full of wine clouds are pouring red stars
Are pouring white

Tell me where the blood red river runs
From my back door to the rising sun
On again away till dawn never straight
And way too long I weighed the trees
And hills on scales the zig-zag lightning
And killer whales silver clouds reflected in deep
I don't measure up I don't measure up
Red water's boiling the wind will blow it
Halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it
Red water's boiling the wind will blow it
Halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it
I am a liar I rage on paper a piece of string could only do better
Been talking for years it's hard to remember
A piece of string could only do better
Tell me where the blood red river runs from my back door
To the rising sun on again away till dawn never straight
And way too long way too long way too long way too long
Red water's boiling the wind will blow it
Red water's boiling the wind will blow it
Red water's boiling the wind will blow it
Red water's boiling the wind will blow

Menfolks just don't understand sympathy
For a wretch like me I'm a handle to wind the tongue
Just a bitch in heat menfolks
Just can't even see my fifty puppies and tits to my knees stretch marks
Hair like grease just a bitch in heat
Yeah I want it so bad I'm howlin' and all you dogs sniffin' butts outside
Don't need it half as much as me...
Dachshunds and St. Bernards going mad in my front yard big and small
I'll have 'em all just a bitch in heat menfolks just can't conceive
I'm at the mercy of chemistry every spring
You get itchy feet ain't nothin' compared to this heat
I'm honey in heat with nothin' to do
'Cept wait around for mutts like you guess
I'm just an easy lay until the day they get me...
Yeah I want it so bad I'm howlin'
And all you dogs sniffin butts outside don't need it half as much as
Yeah I want it so bad I'm howlin' and all you dogs sniffin butts
Outside don't need it half as much as me

Jump at the sun
And if you miss
You can't help
But grab some stars
(Don't give me an answer I'll wish I never asked)

44 robbers
I got up at half past
Four fourty-four robbers around my door
Fourty-four and maybe more
What the hell they want me for?
Stubbly faces & gap-toothed grins
Ain't no way I'm lettin' them in no way
You can't come in
Fourty-four robbers stinkin' of gin uh huh
I ain't lettin' you in I'll hit you with a rolling pin
So small can't hurt a fly
Get in my way and I'll sure as hell
Try to kick your butt down the block
Can't wait yellin' for the cops fifty dealers
And fifty thieves starring at the drive-in on my street shit
Over my shoulder theres popeye and bluto looking nasty
Can I remember my judo?
It's always like this
Going out alone so damn scared
Might never leave home
I've got my freedom
I've got my pride all means nothin' with these men outside
Puffing and preening and strutting their stuff
Blocking my way out
I've had enough! give me justice
Hand it over now gotta get a gun or maybe just leave town... see ya!
Sly stallone and al capone are giving me grief on the telephone
All I want is a swiss cheese sarnie
When I at the deli stands big arnie hey jean-claude
Move aside I'm just having a beer on my own
Don't mean hulk hogan can take me home
I've got my mace but my loud-as-fuck whistle is so innefective
I just pray the epistles for help to come someday soon
But until then I'll stay in my room