Bjork : I noticed a sound But it gone from my way of walking Something comes turning Moving knees And how he strokes His hand which tie us Over the eyes When you thinks - he imitates
I'm watching through the corner of my eyes I'm seen having my opinions Even fight for them So I invite him Come on, you can just swim up to me I'll show you the flowers - hoho! But he follows - he imitates
Einar : I need the flowers
Bjork : Ha, defoliates Deflowers And offer, offer
Einar : I need the flowers
Bjork : And after constant following - I get bitter He's elipsing on my energy - go off him! You can just swim for yourself You can find your own flowers
Einar : I need the flowers
Bjork : Ha, he imitates And offer He has all All the fucking gloves Defoliates Deflowered
You can see it It's so obvious You must be someone else You must be someone other than I am Must have other needs Other opinions