Prune, You Talk Funny Songtext
von Gus Dapperton

I like the way that words come out your mouth
It takes me many miles to make them out
And strawberry sits superbly with you
Come lick me love, I′m jelly in my shoes, ooh

And I would tread 'pon flowerbeds to stare and stop (ha, ha, ha, ha)
A hominid t′was blossoming from soot and sod
Oh, prune (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Eating all my food

Well you're like the bum
Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
I've got no two cents, no sense at all
Well you′re like the bum
Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
I′ve got no two cents, no sense at all


I like the way you decorate your neck
It takes me just a sec to break a sweat
And russet rims portray that of a goon (ooh-ooh)
Come test me love like sipping from a spoon, ooh

And I would tread 'pon flowerbeds to stare and stop (ha, ha, ha, ha)
A hominid t′was blossoming from soot and sod
Oh, prune (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Eating all my food

Well you're like the bum
Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
I′ve got no two cents, no sense at all
Well you're like the bum
Who begged and pegged me up all wrong
I′ve got no two cents, no sense at all

Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
Prune