Robyn Hitch***** - Jewels For Sophia Lyrics
I got a flashlight in my pocketAnd it goes right through the socketOf a dead man's strum my thumb so numbAnd I'm gripping on the handle of a Roman septic candleAnd I can't let go or I'll fall into the darkBut in my other hand gripped tightIn the fingers of the night I gotJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaI been basted, really wastedChock full o' nuts and ifs and butsIt tasted great, shade, but I got another mouthful of desireI got Lucas fruits, zoons, Barney, Pat Pat SaturdayCall in one for Nixon and another one for StipeThis may read like a faxBut in the hand I never relax I gotJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaOh Lord I just amalgamated saturated clamsDig Rex in tunnels with gerbils in your annexI got Lord fluff ginger silicone pusscatNever make a bad one out of all the stuff I weaveBut up my sleeve, yeah, up my sleeve I gotJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaSophia shine on, shine on SophiaSophia shine on, shine on SophiaSee, I bring you colored onesYeah, I bring you colored onesOnion glove, my kind of peelersI feel as if a drain has opened in this worldThat sucks out all the guilt and leaves fresh airAnd free health care and good hair daysAnd an amazing pair of lipsThat sucks your pips into infinity, pops, and so I gotsJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaJewels for SophiaJewels(hidden track -- Mr. Tongs:Hello, you've reached Goodfellas, Martin Scorsese's classictale of Italian-American manhood starring Ray Liotta, BobDeNiro, and Joe Pesci.Unfortunately, we're all bustingeach other's [noise] at the moment.You've got to find your way around meAnd everywhere you lookAhh, little priestess, are you ready for Mister Tongs?Well, I sure hope soMatter directs itselfInch by frozen inchToward the plinthThe benchmark so tidyWith feet all sewn up in their headsHoot hootCurling whistle blowRemember the MemsahibWith a sack that burned himself outAutomatically toward your houseI could kiss your tree nowIf you said your branches would bendHoot hootCurling whistle blowEvery sound I make is mineBut you have to leave the time outFor the funnel of dreamsMarking your own time togetherWhen I could kiss your one or two of themBend like thatAnd snapI said worm away each eveningWith your jewels and your finksAnd all your friendsDo you think that it counts?Of course my dear, everything countsBut everything must be aborted eventuallyAnd then you are left with the stonesYou've got to find your way around meOh, little priestess are you ready for Mister Tongs?And his friends?Hoot hootHoot hootHoot hootSometimes, Leslie I can't believe your grasp of the bicycle)(hidden track -- Don't Talk to Me About Gene Hackman:I'll have a warm bathI'll have a bottle of wineI'll put myself to bedAnd I'll feel just fineBut don't talk to me about Gene HackmanHe's got an evil grinHe's got curly hairAnd every time he smilesIt means trouble somewhereSo don't talk to me about Gene HackmanHe's in every filmSometimes wearing a towelAnd if it isn't himYou get Andie MacDowellSo don't talk to me about Gene HackmanDon't talk to me at allDon't say helloYou could be Gene himself for all I knowIn UnforgivenHe was totally meanBut when he got hisI really felt for GeneBut don't talk to me about Gene HackmanI'll have a cold showerI'll have a bottle of popI'll get a dog named LaszloFrom a Laszlo shopBut don't talk to me aboutG-E-N-E H-A-C-K-M-A-NGene Hackman)
