Testo Cool Water

Too much muscle
for the soul
and all this bread for the -common man
'rode in tables' all the way to naples
I got scars on my blood brother hand
There's two ropes runnin over the road
gonna follow them down to the horse abode
Gonna find me a man with skin like salt
gonna steal his yellow overcoat
I got 3 dimes, 12 nickels stolen
'equafellow' for a' red skin table
at the magic apple, tore my dress N dove into the river w a big black 'nets' and
ooh
ooh
its cool water

They say its the age of the inside
they climb the mountain for a taste of the temptress
so sad, she cant sober up
long legs like that its dangerous
now bearded boy, play your guitar
and take me to the lake with the skeleton on this war we wouldn't tell anyone about it
this war before 'party' if we had a little 'guy'
Oh
ooh
ooh
its cool water

you come
bone a geese in a god shaped sworn
we keep them away with our magic wands
in our nakedness we hold each other
and fall down into the cool cool water