Cocteau Twins - Cicely lyrics

He must smoke spum dames by our lay

Charge are we nicks he'll needs our first very edge

Now beautiful I'll tell my mind

Cloud mannered a lot

Tell the king to park his soul

For being an old beat

So in spirit

So maximum

That only water's more deep

To find him

Deals trust him by them all

He must smoke spum dames by our lay

Charge are we nix ill needs our first very edge

Now beautiful I'll tell my mind

How many tell the king to park his soul