You legs smile on the threshold
Her moustache quivers in the winter air
Be here
Be here
Not naked as a babe
Not nude as an offering
But naked as a weapon
Stripped as a weapon
Proud as a weapon
Your legs smile on the threshold
Her moustache quivers in the winter air
Be here
Be here
Yesterday I felt that click inside
That click of something giving
Something giving something away
That click of something breaking inside
Yesterday internally
I felt the ocean drain away
The ocean where I deep-sea dive
where I dive down and drop my army
(Call it the angel declivity
Call it an issue a factor
In the sado-erotic chill of the morning)
Your legs smile on the threshold
Her moustache quivers in the winter air
Be here
Be here
Driving the car (she’s got) all the answers
When I drop her down
When I open her up
When I push her
She’s got all the right answers
Call it the angel declivity
Call it an issue a factor
In the sado-erotic chill of the morning
Her moustache quivers in the winter air
Be here
Be here
