Can You Hear The Drums?
She’s wild and crazy, she’s lay abed lazy
just can’t get up out of her pit.
And shit, the dawning is no time
to sleep or reap the rewards
of a hard won night just on another flight of fancy.
She’s a real a tough nut,
Slut rough, cut rough and ready girl.
Just the sort of slick chick
to blow out his lights in the morning.
She knows the every inch of her night time,
a shite time in the rain.
Well that’s the name of the game she’s playing
the only game that paying.
Hey, and stop pinning the blame on Charlie and brown Captain Jack.
Stood beneath a street light she awaits
a bright White Knight strong enough to fight her dragon.
to flight the fury inside her head
and lay her down upon a bed of wildest rose
Soft, sing her a layabed song,
Sing her a lullaby, a stay in her head number,
a slow sexy slumber.
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
If you had it all to do again you would my friend,
I just know you would for sure.
Can you hear the knocking at the door?
The song is deep inside her head, it fills the room,
beside her bed
sketching last night’s dream until tomorrow never comes.
Are you sure you can’t hear the drums?