Sweat crystals on your lips
Like golden syrup glistening
Sugar-dusted pink twist
Where thirsty birds go to drink
And now the heat is heavy on my back
Vultures looking for a sunburnt snack
But I’ve still got your flavour on my tongue
Oh, I lick my lips and carry on
Lala
Lalalalalalala
Cling-film summer shirt
Where scapula and shoulders burst
Like presents wrapped around their shape
So you can look, but you can’t take
Now I am singing out my sweetest tune
While all my jungle friends howl to the moon
But I’ve still got your flavour on my tongue
Oh, I lick my lips and carry on
Lala
Lalalalalalala
It’s murder in the jungle sun
Those thirsty birds die one by one
It’s a war zone on the riverside
Those thirsty birds have drunk it dry
The sea breeze is on your lips
Can I cool off inside your kiss?
Can I cool off inside your kiss?
credits
from Thirsty Bird - EP,
released August 28, 2015
Written, recorded, produced by Alex Brittan
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