The Man Who Rolls (Album Version) - Shudder To Think

作词：Arranged by: Wedren/Larson/Hill/Wade

作曲：Arranged by: Wedren/Larson/Hill/Wade

I am the man that rolls

You can find me hanging from a tree

My teeth are fit with mandibles

And a dangled fig

I duly comb the sea-foam

Till you wash home

For good-

Nesssakes alive honey-bee

I am he

I am the man that rolls

Do you want to check the tag (no no)

The finger sticking animals

Do you want to drag

I don't like to see blood

Are you yellow

Goodnesssakes alive mother hen

I am the man that rolls

Tied up

Warming trouble

There's a confit of mud

My

Dew-eyed lady double

With two right eyes you'll never find yourself

I see you struggle

A confit of men found

Teed off the brow

Don't fill up on candy

You've really gotta hold me

I am the man that rolls

You can find me hanging from a tree

My teeth are fit with mandibles

And a dangled fig

I duly comb the sea-foam

Till you wash home

For good-

Nesssakes alive honey-bee

I am the man that rolls

Tied up

Warming trouble

There's a confit of mud

My

Dew-eyed lady double

Over two right eyes you'll never find yourself

I see you struggle

A confit of men proud

Stay up somehow

Don't fill up on candy

You've really got soul

Dew-eyed lady double

With too wide eyes

You always see through shell

To pearl blue bubble

B-b-bursting hives

Through the surface seams

To a fell of steeple rubble

There's a coffin grate

In a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel

With a goo-eyed baby

Born of maybe

Cellofeighning love

Oh

Did you hear that one

It's the joke of ages

Dew-eyed lady double

With too wide eyes

You always see through shell

To pearl blue bubble

B-b-bursting hives

Through the surface seams

To a fell of steeple rubble

There's a coffin grate

In a self-enstated strewn up gated hovel

With a goo-eyed baby

Born of maybe

Cellofeighning love