Bake Me In Clouds
I can see the buildings dancing.
I can hear the screaming trees.
Lady Mary wont you drop by?
I can show you the birds and bees.
 I can hear the screaming trees.
Lady Mary wont you drop by?
I can show you the birds and bees.
Now wont you bake me in clouds.
 I can tell your future.
 Bake me in clouds.
 Nothing truly matters.
 Bake me in clouds.
 You can take my picture just bake me in clouds.
I can smell the bridges burning.
 I can hear the English steam.
 Lady Mary wont you drop by?
 You and your gallant figurines.
Now wont you bake me in clouds.
 I can tell your future.
 Bake me in clouds.
 Nothing truly matters.
 Bake me in clouds.
 You can take my picture just bake me in clouds.
We can have ourselves a gala.
 Decorated and pristine.
 Baby dances with the owls.
 Baby laughing oh so loud without its mouth.
 Urine the clear for now.






 
 
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