Aloe Vera Songtext
von Chris Acker
Aloe Vera Songtext
Hung like wedding veils from her home
Those white curtains in her windows
Move like a breeze on an unkept lawn
To be on the other side is the one I′m on
She talks like water in a gas tank
Draws on walls and smells like rain
If she's ever said too much
I wasn′t there or I hadn't had enough
Well April comes with hearts in mind
There's gotta love and I still ain′t found mine
But there′s a corner store where I spend some time
And all the men there keep their eyes dry
They called the girls in summer skirts on cruiser bikes
Like they were praying to God out of spite
But it ain't girls′ fault, just some fault in those men
That makes her the muse to their bitterness
So when I pass the home of the one I think of
Go down where my thoughts come from
I don't wish her any wrong
I′m just not wishing much good to that one she loves
See when she wakes up in her morning bliss
I hope his lips are just too chapped to kiss
And there's an ingrown hair and arthritis in his wrists
And his eyes are glued shut by mucus
When the sunlight kisses her warm skin
Hope it directs its attention to burning him
Though I hate to give a reason to smear aloe vera all over
Imagine all that aloe vera just getting smeared across him
All over vera, that′s aloe vera
All over his skin so crisp
As long as bikes get stolen by neighborhood kids
I'll be around to purchase them
Just as long as you've got eyes
I′ll be doing my best to catch them with mine
If I get a notion just to pass
Something on past that glass
Of those curtain windows
Have ′em hold the thorns and you can keep the flower
My friend drove his motorcycle in the air
His body went down and his soul stayed up there
Now he's rearranging all the clouds like letters on a marquee
′Til the sun comes out
Rearranging all those clouds like letters on a marquee
'Til the sun comes out
Those white curtains in her windows
Move like a breeze on an unkept lawn
To be on the other side is the one I′m on
She talks like water in a gas tank
Draws on walls and smells like rain
If she's ever said too much
I wasn′t there or I hadn't had enough
Well April comes with hearts in mind
There's gotta love and I still ain′t found mine
But there′s a corner store where I spend some time
And all the men there keep their eyes dry
They called the girls in summer skirts on cruiser bikes
Like they were praying to God out of spite
But it ain't girls′ fault, just some fault in those men
That makes her the muse to their bitterness
So when I pass the home of the one I think of
Go down where my thoughts come from
I don't wish her any wrong
I′m just not wishing much good to that one she loves
See when she wakes up in her morning bliss
I hope his lips are just too chapped to kiss
And there's an ingrown hair and arthritis in his wrists
And his eyes are glued shut by mucus
When the sunlight kisses her warm skin
Hope it directs its attention to burning him
Though I hate to give a reason to smear aloe vera all over
Imagine all that aloe vera just getting smeared across him
All over vera, that′s aloe vera
All over his skin so crisp
As long as bikes get stolen by neighborhood kids
I'll be around to purchase them
Just as long as you've got eyes
I′ll be doing my best to catch them with mine
If I get a notion just to pass
Something on past that glass
Of those curtain windows
Have ′em hold the thorns and you can keep the flower
My friend drove his motorcycle in the air
His body went down and his soul stayed up there
Now he's rearranging all the clouds like letters on a marquee
′Til the sun comes out
Rearranging all those clouds like letters on a marquee
'Til the sun comes out
Writer(s): Chris Acker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

