Lyrics:

Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything elseYou steam a lens stable eyes and glassNot get pissed off through my bird lips as good newsStill we can find our love down from behindDown far behind this fabulous, my turn rulesBeetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then bluedBeetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything elseYou steam a lens stable eyes and glassNot get pissed off through my bird lips as good newsYou'll hang the hearts black and dull as the nightWe hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstastyStill being cried and laughed at beforeShould I be sewn in hugged I can by not sayingStill being cried and laughed at from light to blueAnd should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masqueAnd should I be sung and unbroken by not sayingYou mind not sayingHe'll hang that heart's black and dull as the nightStill being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gainsWe hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasyStill being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gainsShould I be sung and unbroken by not sayingStill being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gainsHugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key

Cocteau Twins Cherry-coloured Funk