Sticky Fruitman Has Faith

Ride me slow And don't pull the reigns Shoot out glue That sticks like the fruit I'm loosening These arms again And how does it feel to walk again? When water walks on wine, We're free to give In fair times and bad The tea tastes the same I got my teeth so white again But the gums are crimson red The hills are alive With the sound of music (la la la la)