Tori Amos - Ode To The Banana King lyrics

Turning back ten thousand years It's all a blur where the taxis go Monster man, a willing friend Lucy serves the melon cold Violent and delicious souls Four red trucks dressed illegally Mother knows how the bugle blows Gonna get caught in her rug, babe This is not a conclusion No revolution, just a little confusion On where your head has been Boats made out of paper float Dreams made up for the banana king, darling Crumbs you have lapped freely of Devious we all have been Violent and delicious souls Violent and delicious souls This is not a conclusion No revolution, just a little confusion On where your head has been