Besedila:
Christophers Ben Spoonface

expensive Oh my god they're ugly now Oh my god you're ugly now Oh my god Honey swept away her skin Spoonface Jesus....Spoonface Jesus spitting rhythms

A deep river flows of weathered sins and weathered souls A kiss a hooded kiss in the seeds of desire So grief heavenly grief my love you're bringing

The trees are swaying in their pink noise up on the hill Today's the day to remember always It's three o'clock and the sun is as warm as warm can be

smells expensive Oh my god they're ugly now Oh my god you're ugly now Oh my god Honey swept away her skin Spoonface Jesus....Spoonface Jesus spitting

When you drove your car into the stream That was weird you seemed so phased by it In a moment your life turns Like a carousel inside When you found

Falls into view And you find it's not the right way round Unfolds a stare I'm homeward bound And draws on tomorow Deep city soul Does she walk with