Lyrics:

He must smoke spum dames by our layCharge are we nicks he'll needs our first very edgeNow beautiful I'll tell my mindCloud mannered a lotTell the king to park his soulFor being an old beatSo in spiritSo maximumThat only water's more deepTo find himDeals trust him by them allHe must smoke spum dames by our layCharge are we nix ill needs our first very edgeNow beautiful I'll tell my mindHow many tell the king to park his soul

Cocteau Twins Cicely