Dunno what to spell for you to blow the whistle
Dunno what to see for the haze to carry me away
To-day, I shall bite a morsel of thy skin to speck all the way to the Shangri-la
Just know how to caress the sea so bristle,
And hum the night away,
But, behold the parrot splodging my moodiness away,
Minus thee, minus thou, count the days all the sinking path to hell away.
