Everyone knows my hair is ash
Everyone lava turns in my belly
How the roof must look to the birds everyday
Everyone knows those stars
Are teeth in an old drunk's mouth
Wouldn't it be wonderful
But there are no tunnels in the sea
Wouldn't that be wonderful
It's the same for the trees
They know better than you or me
Everyone knows the moon
Could be carved into a vase
Black stems, stars with white petals
Everyone knows, Everyone knows
My eyes need a camera mechanic
My heart needs a plumber
And my penis needs a witch doctor
Everyone knows my hair is ash
Everyone knows lava turns in my belly
How the roof must look to the birds everyday
Everyone knows my throat is a smoke stack
Everyone knows my breath is smoke
Wouldn't it be wonderful
But there are no tunnels in the sea
Wouldn't that be wonderful
It's the same for the trees
They know better than you or me