Pink Stainless Tail - Original - The Red Crayola

I will not talk of deadmen’s rooms and tombs

For they always bother me

But then ride over every roar and dale

Yes I know you tell a pink stainless tail

The first stroke of twelve sounds like exactly one

Or two rodents sneaking through a, a trapdoor shut

And know nothing forever, people feel like I’ve already fell

I know that you can always tell pink stainless tail

Crickets follow black and green, green

And sometimes it makes me think of you as my queen

And I sit and I wait for all my mail

Hearing you repeat the pink stainless tail

Several guests are quiet now and now that I have so much

The only thing that I can think is how it feels to touch

Your rule’s savage, you do it without fail

Speak softer and laugh pink stainless tail