"New Terrain"
So she say's "What's this about?"
Inside mahogany cyprus?
As long as we're me and you
We should not lose terrain
When we were young, we got seasick
On your seventh get off cheap
That sits with her
And the warmth of it splatters
We all can wring her neck
First, we gain new terrain
While we're young, we get seasick
On your seven soft sheets
We're upset. We are touched.
Oh, What I see
It's like no one like most you see
