Python for a Pillow Songtext
von The Fumes

Mama is dreaming of a diamond snake,
There′s a pure red moon in the sky.
Oh tired, due* your baby cries,
Because hairs got stuck in his eyes.
Oh Mama is dreaming,
Mama is dreaming so bad,
Hardly through the nighttime.
The baby sleeps, in a passing* crib,
On an island in the sun*.

Hey, son love it, out of my head,
Mama is dreaming of snakes again.
Son love it, out of my head,
Python for a pillow again.
Mama is dreaming of snakes again,
Python for a pillow again.


The son will love it, out of my head,
Mama is dreaming of snakes again.
Son love it, out of my head,
Python for a pillow again.
Mama is dreaming of snakes again,
Python for a pillow again.

Lets hear out your baby blues,
I got this cunning* taste,
I got the taste for snakes
And I'm on my bed.
"Boom" she sings,
And i got yours to sing,
Giving a bed for nothing,
Given I wanted I could get it.
Well, I got yours to sing,
Well, I got burns* to sing,
I gotta take your soul,
I give it a bed full of something aroused,
So come and get it will* you*?

Son love it, out of my head,
Python for a pillow again.
Mama is dreaming of snakes again,
Python for a pillow again.

Python for a pillow again.

Python for a pillow again.