Don't Forget Whose Legs You're On lyrics

The painted faces congregate

In the mating season

To second homes

They go alone

In no rush to leave 'em

And there's a fountain

And a scimitar

Shaped yellow light

And it picks you up

And cuts you down to size

The people there

And the furniture

Start to seem important

A moment more

And you catch the floor

With a vivid and absorbent sharpened arc

Like the scimitar

Shaped yellow light

That picks you up

And cuts you down to size

Oh I had questions for the tap dancer

Sat on my lap

And she had child proof caps on her answers

Stone blower blow me a stone

And show me that handsome enhancer

She had a rock on her throttle

And a brown glass bottle full of

Shavings from the sun

Although those shoes affect your step

Don't forget whose legs you're on

There's a fountain and a scimitar

Shaped yellow light

And it picks you up

And it cuts you down to size