Also playing in my little_RED_communist

"You can hold her hand
and show her how you cry
explain to her your weakness so she understands
and then roll over and die
or you can brave decisions
before you crumble up inside
spend your time asking everyone else's permission
then run away and hide
you can sit on chimneys
put some fire up your ass
no need to know what you're doing or waiting for
but if anyone should ask..
tell them i've been lickin' coconut skins
and we've been hanging out
tell them god just dropped by to forgive our sins
and relieve us our doubt...

you can hold her eggs
but your basket has a hole
you can like between her legs and go looking for..
tell her you're searchin' for her soul
or you can wait for ages
watch your compost turn to coal

but time is contagious
everybody's getting old

so you can sit on chimneys
put some fire up your ass
no need to know what you're doing or looking for
but if anyone should ask..
tell them i've been cookin' coconut skins
and we've been hanging out
tell them god just dropped by to forgive our sins
and relieve us our doubt"

Lyrics by: Damien Rice, for coconut skins