Come to Sin

Wind, I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skin Around my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of Doreen Sand, we cannot fight getting tanned All the limits banned into the nightflight's right no fight There goes the sun into the the nightlife Yeah Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Time, bugs crawling up our spine and the memory is mine I'm a grain of sand in your hand so hand me mine yeah That would be fine Heat, I kiss the blisters on your feet a lizard's eye I great I'm afraid there's no aid 'til we get laid Into the nightlife time's right no flight Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle I think I'll come to sin with all that heaty windy skin Around my neck, mocking photography Shocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings I think I'll come to sin with all that heaty windy skin Around my neck and what glory the sand in my pants Reminds me of Doreen, mocking photography Shocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings Whang I sing while the others swing Like a beam of light through a bottle Souzie swings her phoney rings