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Johnny Flynn

Tickle Me Pink

 

Tickle Me Pink

(album: A Larum - 2008)


Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as
A flushed red apple skin
Except I've never been as sweet

I've rolled around the orchard
And found myself too awkward
And tickle me green, I'm too naïve

Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
Muffled out and pushed back down
Pushed back through the leafy ground

Time is too early
My hair isn't curly
I wish I was home and tucked away

When nothing goes right
And the future's dark as night
What you need is a sunny, sunny day

Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
Muffled out and pushed back down
Pushed back through the leafy ground

Don't know where I can find myself
A brand new pair of ears
Don't know where I can buy a heart

The one I've got is shoddy
I need a brand new body
And then I can have a brand new start

Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
Muffled out and pushed back down
Pushed back through the leafy ground

Monsters in the valley
And shootings in the alley
And people fall flat at every turn

There is no straight and narrow
Offload your wheelbarrow
And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn

Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
Muffled out and pushed back down
Pushed back through the leafy ground

Pray for the people inside your head
For they won't be there when you're dead
When you're dead
When you're dead

When you're dead, when you're dead
When you're dead (Pray for the people inside your head)
(For they won't be there when you're dead)
When you're dead, dead, dead

When you're dead (Pray for the people inside your head)
(For they won't be there when you're dead)
Dead, dead
When you're...

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