Suddenly Under a Zebras Intentions
If I walk a mile today
Will that leave you a mile away
A mile away from me
Another mile to pay
To pay a price
My life will suffice
Twice or thrice
An unconvincing vice
Candy in my pocket
Candy in my mouth
zebras and intentions
Lead me to the South
If I grow feathers
Feathers like razors
And meet you at the store
Dance with your favours
Favours so sweet
Tickle my intentions
Tickle my feet
Fly to the candy store
Candy in my pocket
Candy in my mouth
Zebras and intentions
Lead me to the south
Run to the pink park
Waiting in the dark
Dark every day
Sharp 10 oclock
10 oclock feeling sick
candy in my stomach
candy on the floor
stay awake is the trick
(interlude)
as following a path beaten by the ancient Shaman,
there has been an error today
the sweet follies invoked in my mouth
has taken a turn for the worse.
I stumble down the path once again
Awaiting an answer in shame and disgrace
A place there was and will be for my
Satanic status
The candy comes wrapped in a fancy package
With blinding colours and smiling affairs
Can you change the weather for my cold hard
Jawbreaker?
It needs a friend and the ice is unbearable
Make no mistake, my sharp wings will cut the wind and
Take our intentions to the sacred store
Where candy is abundant and we can share
Our follies like zebras in the wild
The wild wayward horse with candy
In our mouthes
Candy in my pocket
Candy in my mouth
Zebras and intentions
Lead me to the south
Candy in my pocket
Candy in my mouth
Passions and inventions
Lead me to the south
Passions and inventions
Lead me to you
And your sweet candy
Passion is a gift