Spill The Wine - Michael Hutchence

I was once out strolling one very hot summer’s day

When I thought I’d lay myself down to rest

In a big field of tall grass

I laid there in the sun and felt it caressing my face

As I fell asleep and dreamed

I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie

And that I was the star of the movie

This really blew my mind

The fact that me an overfed long haired leaping gnome

Should be the star of a Hollywood movie

But there I was

I was taken to a place

The hall of the mountain kings

I stood high by the mountain tops

Naked to the world

In front of

Every kind of girl

There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones

Black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones

Out of the middle, came a lady

She whispered in my ear

Something crazy

She said…

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back

As she disappeared, but soon she returned

In her hand was a bottle of wine

In the other a glass

She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass

And raised it to her lips

And just before she drank it, she said

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

Spill the wine, take that pearl

It’s on girl, all you gotta do is spill that wine

Spill that wine, let me feel, let me feel hot, yeah!

yeah!

Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine

Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine

Take that pearl!