Cocoa Hooves
Cocoa Hooves - Glass Animals

This old coat with beared Grey

He turns his leather gripped cane
Those times you clapped and called for  quiet
They’ve come to hold you  aren’t that nice
He packs a fat Oom Paul to

Jib and make home-baked perfume
Sip froth from soft  warm joe
It’s no guide or down bake close

You know  you know the way that I hide

Come on you hermit  you never fight back
Why don’t you play with bows and arrows
Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind
Why don’t you set your wings on fire

You slick back  though I remain  an etox light

Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn  inscribes the slaved

You fingel down they’re waxed in line

Between your breasts  a squeaky pain upon each breath

The promised land  I said  I said  I said

You know the way that I hide for you

Come on you hermit  you never fight back
Why don’t you play with bows and arrows
Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind
Why don’t you set your wings on fire

Come on you hermit  why don’t you play nice
Why don’t you toy with *** and violence
Why don’t you stare back  into my huge eye
Why don’t you set my wings on fire