The Honey Mouth
This honey month I'm telling you
Don't go turning your radio on
A one and a two, should I talk to you
Like the others do?
Get your knees up beneath the bar
I'm leaving now but I won't go far
This honey month I'm telling you
Don't go turning your radio on
And this honey month, with the wine on your breath
Singing the same stolen song
I want you to know, I want you to know
What you don't want to know?
Beneath the revving of a car
The evensong of the abattoir
Moo, you bloody choir
Moo and lo, lo and moan
Moo, you huddled choir
Moo and lo, how the night arrives with a blow
This honey month, already married enough
Wondering where it went wrong
I'll make you come, I'll make you go
I'll make you come apart again
Autor(es): RICHARDS
